While not so fine a torch as mine, still it seems to be O.K.

You'll do that, I hope, Hugh ?" But the other shook his head.
"I don't want the thing, Thad, I assure you I don't," he said.

"I'll send it to Leon with a little satirical note, telling him that while I thank him very much for leaving me his torch, I have always made it a rule not to accept presents from those who were not my intimate friends; and that, therefore, I'm returning it with the hope that in the future he may put it to better use than in the past." Thad laughed.
"Oh! well, you must have your way, Hugh, I reckon; and really, that will set the pair guessing.

They'll understand we're on to their identity, and of course will be more or less anxious to know just what you mean to do about it." "One thing I'm sure of," added Hugh, "which is, that Nick Lang can never be made to change his habits by harsh measures.

Some of these fine days I may find a chance to do him a great favor; and by heaping coals of fire on his head, force him to see a light." Thad heard his chum say this with more or less astonishment.
Apparently, while he had the utmost faith in Hugh's ability to do most things, at the same time he considered that this would be in the form of a miracle.