“No, the truth must come out,” was the firm reply. “He shall not shelter himself behind you, even for the benefit of the school. I have already told the authorities the facts in the case. If they wish to arrest him they can do so, and you may appear against him, if you wish.”
“When will you tell him?” asked Phil, as there came a brief pause.
“At once! And I wish you to be present and hear what is said,” returned Doctor Clay. He rang a bell and a servant appeared. “Tell Mr. Haskers to come here immediately.”
There was silence after this, the boys not knowing what to say, and the master of the school being busy with his thoughts. Presently the door opened and Job Haskers came in, with a look of curiosity on his face.
“You sent for me, Doctor?” he inquired.
“I did, Mr. Haskers,” was the cold reply. “I want your resignation, and I want it at once!”
The master of Oak Hall had gotten to his feet and the two men stood facing each other. Doctor Clay had his jaw set, and never had the students seen him look so determined. He was no 292 longer a kindly schoolmaster, he was a judge, and a stern judge at that.
“You—you want my resignation?” faltered Job Haskers.
“Yes, and at once.”
“Why?”