Jed turned to the other two.
"Er--er--Major Grover," he said, "if--if you hear any yarns now about money bein' missin'-- or--or stolen you can contradict 'em now, can't you ?" "I certainly can--and will." "And you'll contradict 'em, too, eh, Phin ?" Babbitt jerked his shoulder from Grover's grasp and strode to the door.
"Let me out of here," he snarled.

"I'm goin' home." No one offered to detain him, but as he threw open the door to the outer shop Leonard Grover followed him.
"Just a moment, Babbitt," he said.

"I'll go as far as the gate with you, if you don't mind.

Good afternoon, Jed.

Good afternoon, Captain, and once more--congratulations.