“The whole class may stay in after school,” he thundered, a moment later.
“I didn’t do that, Mr. Crabtree,” whined Gus Coulter.
“Then who did?”
“I—er——” Coulter glanced at Pepper, who quickly doubled up his fist. “I—er—I don’t know.”
“All stay in—for one full hour,” snapped the angry teacher, and then went on with the studies.
“We ought to tell on Ditmore,” whispered Ritter, to Dan Baxter.
“Never mind—that crowd will catch it tomorrow,” answered the bully of the Hall.
“It was too rich for anything,” said Andy to Pepper, when they were out of school at last. “My, but old Crabby was mad!”
“Coulter wanted to tell on me, but he didn’t dare.”
“He respects your fist, that’s why,” put in Dale.