Better not say anything to the Old Man till you have to; no use worrying him--he can't do nothing." It was amazing, the change that had come over Andy's face and manner since Chip first spoke.

Now he grinned a little.
"If you want to go in on this deal," he said quizzically, "maybe it'll be just as well if you talk to the bunch yourself about it, Chip.

You ain't any tin, angel, but I'm willing to admit the boys'll believe you; a whole lot quicker than they would me." "Yes--and they'll probably hand me a bunch of pity for getting stung by you," Chip retorted.

"I'll take a chance, anyway--but the Lord help you, Andy if you can't produce proof when the time comes.".