"
"Funny!" said I. "I had the same idea!"
"Listen," continued the other, "I been feelin' awful bad because I
told dem fellers I didn't know him. D' you suppose he knows I said
dat, Billy?"
"Well," said I, "he knew you were going to say it, so probably he
knows you said it."
"Vell," said T-S, "maybe you laugh at me, but I been tinkin' I tell
dem fellows to go to hell."
"What fellows?"
"De whole damn vorld! Billy, I like dat feller Carpenter! I never
met a feller like him before. You tink he vould let me go to see him
in de jail?"
"I'm sure he'd be glad to see you," I said; "if the jailers didn't
object."
"Sure, I fix de jailers all right!"
"But T-S," I added, "I don't believe he'll sign any contract."
"Contract nuttin'," said T-S. "I shoost vant to see him, Billy. Is
dere anyting I could do fer him?"
I thought for a moment; then I said: "You might do something for one
of his friends, and that's young Everett. He got pretty badly hurt,
and he's sticking at the job of taking down all Carpenter's
speeches.
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