So Denny said, "I can't without breaking the secret oath."
So then Oswald began to see, and he said, "Break away for all you're worth, it's all right." And Denny said, drawing relief's deepest breath, "Well, then, Oswald and I have got a pistol—shares—and I had it last night. And when I couldn't sleep last night because of the toothache I got up and went out early this morning. And I took the pistol. And I loaded it just for fun. And down in the wood I heard a whining like a dog, and I went, and there was the poor fox caught in an iron trap with teeth. And I went to let it out and it bit me—look, here's the place—and the pistol went off and the fox died, and I am so sorry."
"But why didn't you tell the others?"
"They weren't awake when I went to the dentist's."
"But why didn't you tell your uncle if you've been with him all the morning?"
"It was the oath," H. O. said:
"May I be called a beastly sneak
If this great secret I ever repeat."
White Whiskers actually grinned.
"Well," he said, "I see it was an accident, my boy." Then he turned to us and said:
"I owe you an apology for doubting your word—all of you. I hope it's accepted."