They believed what they wanted to believe; they didn't want the facts." It may have been credulous of me, but I felt the boy was telling the truth, and I was deeply sorry he had not stuck to it.

So, rather harshly, I said: "They didn't want you to tell them you were a brother to Adolph Meyer, either.

Why did you think you could get away with anything like that ?" Talbot did not answer.
"Why ?" I insisted.
The boy laughed impudently.
"How the devil was I to know he hadn't a brother ?" he protested.

"It was a good name, and he's a Jew, and two of the six who were in the game are Jews.

You know how they stick together.