"If I hear of anything--any other chance--I promise to go," Pemberton
said.

Morgan consented to consider this. "But you'll be honest," he demanded;
"you won't pretend you haven't heard?"

"I'm much more likely to pretend I have."

"But what can you hear of, this way, stuck in a hole with us? You ought
to be on the spot, to go to England--you ought to go to America."

"One would think you were _my_ tutor!" said Pemberton.

Morgan walked on and after a little had begun again: "Well, now that you
know I know and that we look at the facts and keep nothing back--it's
much more comfortable, isn't it?"

"My dear boy, it's so amusing, so interesting, that it will surely be
quite impossible for me to forego such hours as these."

This made Morgan stop once more. "You _do_ keep something back. Oh
you're not straight--_I_ am!"

"How am I not straight?"

"Oh you've got your idea!"

"My idea?"