“Why not?”
“Because you may have more trouble if you do.”
“But I don’t want to sleep in a wet bed. I’ll catch cold.”
“Take your bedding off and let it dry.”
“Maybe they’ll pour more water on it if I do.”
“I guess not.”
“Hello; got a protector have you?” Dan looked up as he heard the question, and saw Gus Kiggins before him. “Well, you’ll need his help, I guess,” continued Gus, as he looked again at the troubled little lad. “He wants his mamma, doesn’t he? Poor little darling! Do the naughty bad boys plague him? He mustn’t play with muckers. It is naughty and it is not nice. Come——”
“That’s enough!” broke in Dan quietly.
“Enough of what?” demanded Gus as he instantly turned to face Dan. His manner betrayed his anger and it was manifest that he resented the quiet words of the new boy.