Then he said quietly: "My position's much the same as Mr.Grant's--I can do without.

After what you have said about the Sachem, I'll join you." "And you ?" Hardie asked Edgar.
The lad laughed.
"I follow my leader.

The loungers about the Sachem weren't civil to me; said unpleasant things about my appearance and my English clothes.
To help to make them abstainers strikes me as a happy thought." Flora glanced at him in amused reproof, and Hardie turned to Grant.
"What about your hired men ?" "Count them in; they go with me.

If you have brought any memorial along, I'll see they sign it." "I wish all our supporters had your determination," Mrs.Nelson remarked approvingly.
Hardie ventured a protest.
"I don't want any pressure put upon them, Mr.Grant." "Pressure ?" queried the farmer.

"I'll just ask them to sign." "I wonder if you're quite satisfied with the purity of all your allies' motives, Mr.Hardie ?" Edgar inquired.
A smile crept into the clergyman's face.
"I don't think a leader's often in that position, Mr.West; and considering what I'm up against, I can't refuse any support that's offered me.