“But me no buts, we're going to make whoopee, I tell you.”
“No 'buts', Gilbert. You just make sense to me. It's nothing more special than that.”
“Aha! Today I shall become an author! And I will auth and auth and auth and make a squillion dollars, whoopee!”
“Are you going to tell me what that was about?” Adam asked as we went back upstairs.“Sometime,” I told him. “When we're telling ghost stories around a campfire, and I want to scare you.”
“That's possible to likely. We're involved, you and me. I'm telling you what I'm going to do because I figure when people are involved, when they matter, they tell each other.”
“Call me Dudley. We're of equal rank. I'm older, but you're far better looking. I can tell we're going to be grand partners.”