Come on, fellers, what d'you say?
I'm allfired dry.

Ain't you ?" "I'm willun'," said Frank Rice; "what d'you say, Lime ?" John looked up into Lime's face and said to him, in a low voice, "Let's go home; that was Steve a-drivin'." Lime nodded and made a sign to John to keep still, but John saw his head lift.

He had heard and recognized Steve's voice.
"It was Pat Sheehan, sure," repeated Bill, "an' I shouldn't wonder if the others was the Nagle boys and Eth Cole." "Yes, it was Steve," said Al.

"I saw his old hat as he went by." It was perfectly intelligible to Lime that they were all anxious to have a meeting between Steve and himself.

Johnny saw also that if Lime refused to go to the brewery he would be called a coward.