“No, Dexter.”
“Will he be very cross with me?”
“I am afraid he will, Dexter; but you must submit bravely, and speak the simple truth.”
“Yes, I’m going to,” said Dexter, with a sigh; and he glanced behind him at the pleasant stretch of meadows, and far away down among the alders and willows, with Bob Dimsted fishing, and evidently quite free from the care which troubled him.
The doctor strode up, looking very angry.
“So you are there, are you, sir?” he cried austerely. “Do you know of this disgraceful business!”
“Dexter has been telling me,” said Helen gravely.
“Humph!” grunted the doctor. “I knew you had come down here, so I thought I would come and tell you of the terrible state of affairs.”
“Terrible, papa!”
“Ah! then you don’t know. It was not likely he would tell you. Sir James came straight to me, and told me everything. It seems that the two boys were sent down the garden together to play, and that as soon as they were alone, Dexter here began to annoy and tease Edgar.”