"Brodsky tells me that you wish to see us, sir," said Rush, after greeting the division superintendent.
"Yes, I do. What is this I hear about you boys having been discharged?"
"I think Mr. McNaughton can answer that question, sir," replied the Iron Boy, with the suspicion of a twinkle in his eyes, as he glanced at the division superintendent. The twinkle was not lost on Mr. Keating, and he nodded, while McNaughton flushed half angrily.
"Mr. McNaughton dismissed you?"
"Yes, sir."
"Why?"
"I presume he thought we ought to be discharged."
"You are evading the question."
"I have no such intention, sir. What is it you wish me to say?"