"My lad, did you not know that it was against the rules of the company to fight?"
"I did not at the time."
"With whom did you fight?"
"Must I answer that question, sir?"
"Yes."
"I fought with Bob Jarvis," replied the lad, after slight hesitation.
"Who started the fight?"
"I guess I was the one most to blame."
The superintendent already knew all about the matter. He well knew who had started the fight and why, and he knew also of the warm friendship that had sprung up between the two boys since the battle; but Mr. Penton was a shrewd man—one who judged men with almost unerring instinct. He was drawing Steve out to verify his own impressions.