“I shall.”
“I’d like to know why?”
“Because I want him to have the facts—that’s all.”
“Then I’ll write him,” said Walter hastily.
“All right.”
“And look here, Dan. I didn’t just mean what I said. I don’t want to be a cad. I didn’t—I wish I hadn’t said what I did.”
“About what?”
“You know,” said Walter foolishly. “I mean about the room.”
“I understand,” said Dan in a low voice.
“I was just a little worried, Dan. Gus Kiggins has his faults, but then he isn’t the worst fellow in school. But I don’t want you to have any trouble——”