"And I always counted you for a friend, Bill," he reproached heavily.

"Sandy says I licked you good and plenty.

Well, looks to me like you had it coming, all right." "Well--I got it, didn't I ?" snorted Bill, his hand lifting involuntarily to his nose.

"And I ain't bellering, am I ?" His mouth took an abused, downward droop.

"I ain't holdin' any grudge, am I?
Why, Sandy here can tell you that I held one side of you up whilst he was leadin' the other side of you home! And I am sorry I stood there and seen you get married off and never lifted a finger; I'm darned sorry.