“I am not one of the worrying kind,” said Arthur. “I wouldn’t be as nervous as you are on any account.”
“I can’t help it.”
“If your father is like you he will be so worried about you that he will be sure to send the money, or else come on himself. Perhaps he will do that.”
Victor shook his head.
“He isn’t like me at all, Arthur. He is a very stern man. Oh, how foolish I was to leave school, but you persuaded me to do it!”
“Oh, you throw all the blame on me, do you?” returned Arthur in an unpleasant tone. “You were in for it as much as I was.”
“I didn’t know what I was doing,” said Victor in an unsteady voice.
“Do try to be more manly! One would think you were in danger of going to prison!” exclaimed the stronger-minded Arthur, in ill-concealed disgust.
“I don’t know but I shall. I can’t starve, and I may have to steal when my money is gone.”