"It would, if we weren't going camping," declared the stout youth, with vigor. "Only when I'm away there'll be nobody to look after the things. Mother is afraid to feed 'em, and dad won't, so if I had a good chance to get rid of 'em I'd do it. Only I wouldn't do business with a fellow like this, who doesn't sign his name, and who wants me to act as if I was leaving money in response to a black-hand note. I'll not pay any attention to it."