"Not after we've all asked you?
The fellows won't half like your refusing." He had touched Eric's weak point.
"Do come," he said, looking up in Eric's face.
"Confound it all," answered Eric, hastily.

"Yes, I've no friends, I'll come, Charlie.

Anything to please you, boy." "That's a brick.

Then I shall cut down and tell the fellows.

They'll be no end glad.