"A liar in my case!"
"He's hunting a fight!"
"Coventry would do him more good."
"Yes; we'll have to call the class to deal with this."
"The scoundrel!"
"The pup!"
"He's trying to pile some of us up with so many demerits that we won't be able to graduate."
"Oh, well," argued Page, "Fenwick has hit it. We can't fight such a lying hound. All we can do is to get the class out and send the fellow to Coventry."
"What do you imagine it all means, Darry?" questioned Fenwick.
Dave's wrath had had time to simmer down, and he was cooler now.