“Oh, yes, I will!”
“Oh, no, you won’t!”
“I’d like to know why not?”
“Because you dare not.”
“Dare not?”
“Exactly. If you refuse, you will be called before the faculty to-morrow morning to answer to several grave charges.”
It seemed that Chester turned a trifle pale, but he snapped his fingers, stained yellow by cigarettes.
“A threat!” he exclaimed. “But I do not mind your threats, fellow!”
“You will mind this one, for it will be mighty unhealthy for you.”
“You’re a bully!” cried Arlington, springing up. “But you can’t bully me in my own room! There’s the door!”