Then, "I'm sorry I said anything, Miller," he remarked.

"I guess it wasn't quite a fair thing to do.

Only I thought--maybe----" "You thought," said Andy cheerfully, "that perhaps I'd give you a lift.
Didn't you, Edwards ?" "I suppose so." "In other words, you wanted me to advance you over the next man on the strength of our acquaintance.

Sounds as though you had rather a punk impression of me, Edwards." "I haven't! I--I suppose, though, I didn't stop to figure it out much.
It seemed to me that Marvin wasn't giving me a fair show, and here it is the last of September already, and I'm just where I started----" "That's your fault, not Marvin's," responded Andy with a smile.

He walked over and laid a hand on the younger boy's shoulder.