Into David's mind came a sickening recollection of the wild-eyed, desperate figure which had risen to shout out the terrible accusation.
"I do not believe it," he said again. "You have always helped Alvin Koehler. You helped him dishonestly in school. You are trying to help him now."
Katy's head bent a little lower over her knees.
"He does not even have sense enough to care for you or to be grateful to you."
Katy rose from her place on the low step. With a gasp she started down the walk.
"What are you going to do about it?" cried David, hoarsely.
"Nothing," answered Katy.
"You are going now to tell the squire!"
"No," said Katy, "I am not going to tell any one."
"Then why did you come here?" David followed her to the gate. "You have made trouble, you are always making trouble. If you are not going to do anything about it, why did you come here?"