Where to get enough to eat was the one problem that worried me." Dane turned a trifle sharply.

"We are, I fancy, tolerably good friends.

Isn't it a little unnecessary for you to adopt that tone with me ?" Winston laughed, but made no answer, and their companion said nothing at all.

Either the night wind had a drowsy effect on him, or he was moodily resentful, for it was not until Winston pulled up before the homestead whose lands he farmed indifferently under Barrington's supervision, that he opened his mouth.
"You have got off very cheaply to-night, and if you're wise you'll let that kind of thing alone in future," said Winston quietly.
The lad stepped down from the wagon and then stood still.

"I resent advice from you as much as I do your--uncalled for insolence an hour or two ago," he said.