"But just once I'd like to have it out with you on the question of Bibbs--and while he's here, too." He got up, walked to the fire, and stood warming his hands behind his back and smiling.

"Look here, old fellow, let's be reasonable," he said.

"You were bound Bibbs should go to the shop again, and I gave you and him, both, to understand pretty plainly that if he went it was at the risk of his life.

Well, what did he do?
He said he wanted to go.

And he did go, and he's made good there.