“How did you make out?” questioned Phil, as he ran up to them.
“We got our time,” answered Roger.
“But let me tell you one thing,” said Dave. “After this Haskers is going to hate us worse than ever.”
“I don’t see why,” declared the shipowner’s son. “I think we are letting him off mighty easy.”
“He feels as if he had been forced into doing what we want,” went on Dave. “I think he looks at it as if you had used that Mrs. Breen incident as a club over him.”
“Well, it was a club in one sense, Dave.”
“I know it, Phil, and, although I am glad we have won out and gotten that extra time, still I am sorry that you and Ben went to him as you did.”
“Humph! did you think I was going to sit still and be put back into a lower class?”
“Maybe it might have been better if you had gone to Doctor Clay.”
“I don’t think so,” replied Phil, shortly; and then the school-bell rang again and all the boys had to go to their next classes.