Frank had been pained to notice that an unnatural intimacy had been growing up between them for several days; and he had already begun to fear that it was in the heart of Tim to lead his weak-minded associate astray.
"Now, let's see how much there is in it," said Tim.
"I am afraid to open it," replied Charles, as he glanced nervously over the rocks.
"Git out!" "I am doing wrong, Tim; I feel it here." And Charles placed his hand upon his heart.
"Humph!" sneered Tim.

"Give it to me, and I will open it." "We ought not to open it," replied Charles, putting his hand into his pocket, and again glancing over the top of the rocks.

"Besides, Tim, you promised to be a good boy when we let you into the club." "I mean to have a good time.

We might have had if you fellows hadn't given away all that money." "I didn't do it." "I know you didn't, but the rest on 'em did; so it's all the same.

They are a set of canting pups, and for my part I'm tired on 'em.