"Pshaw," said George; "he'll never know I should not think of such a thing as giving them up."
"I don't believe you would," Fred whispered to Harry.
"Why, that would be doing a story," said Bessie, and she drew away from George with a shocked look. "Why, George, I'm afraid your mother don't bring you up in the way you should go."
Fred and Harry laughed, but George was angry, and would not shake hands with Bessie, when, a moment later, she bade him good-night.
But Grandpapa Hall would not take back the books; he said, as papa had done, that they were meant for the brave girl who was willing to have her tooth drawn.
[XIII.]
THE BANK-NOTES.
