“I’m not going to do it!” cried Phil, stretching himself. “It’s an outrage and I won’t submit to it.” 60
“You mean this boning away for Haskers?” queried Roger.
“Just that,” answered the shipowner’s son. “Why can’t he treat us as fairly as the other teachers did? It wouldn’t hurt him a bit to give us more time.”
“Phil, what’s the use of talking it over again?” asked Dave. “I thought we had settled it once for all.”
“No, I won’t stand it, I tell you,” cried Phil, stubbornly. “He can’t make a pack-mule of me.”
“Well, then, speak to the doctor about it,” advised Roger.
“I don’t have to speak to the doctor,” stormed Phil; and walking over to a rack, he caught up his cap and marched from the room.
“He is certainly in a bad humor,” was Dave’s comment. “I am afraid he’ll put his foot into it, Roger.”
“So am I. He’s been aching to get back at old Haskers ever since he put all this studying up to us.”
“Do you know, Ben is just as angry at Haskers as Phil is?” went on our hero, after a pause, during which both had hoped that their close chum would return. But Phil had stalked down the stairs and out of the building.