The doctor paid the bill, and bade his visitor a rather curt good morning. Then he went to the door and shouted "Jack!" in tones which would have been heard by the young man if he had been at school, which he was not.
"Jack," said the doctor, sternly, when the youth appeared, "I've just had to pay for a bridge which you stole in June."
"I didn't," promptly answered the boy.
"It amounted to the same thing, in dollars and cents, as stealing," said the doctor. "How many hours of fun did you have that day?"
Jack thought profoundly for a minute or two, and replied, meekly,
"About two, I suppose."
"And to pay for those I have had to lose the receipts of about a day of hard, disgusting work. Do you consider that the fair thing, for one who is doing everything he can for your good?"
"No, sir," replied Jack, honestly contrite in the presence of this new view of the case.
"Then why did you do it?"
"Because."