“What did you do then?”
“I cried—a little.”
“What for?”
“Because I was scared. He might have dropped me,” replied Carlton, unable to conceal his surprise as he looked at Dan.
“Did it make him stop when you cried?”
“No. He is a big bully! I guess he’ll find out that I don’t like him very well!”
Dan repressed the smile that rose to his lips and looked down at the little fellow before him. Plainly Carlton was a “spoiled” boy who never had been taught to consider anyone but himself. What a multitude of new elements the shrinking selfish little lad had to learn!
“Do you think Gus Kiggins will cry when he finds out that you don’t like him very well, Carlton?” Dan inquired quizzically.
“He’s just a big bully, that’s all he is!” said Carlton. “I don’t like the boys here anyway. I guess I’ll go home. My mother told me I might leave if I didn’t want to stay.”
“What will your father say?”