"I will merely state what happened, Mr. Kenyon. Roland had batted his ball far out on the road. He ordered me to go for it, and I refused."
"You refused?"
"Yes, sir."
"And why?"
"Because I am not subject to your son's orders."
"It is because you are selfish and disobliging."
"No, sir. If Roland had asked me, as a favor, to get the ball, I would have done it, being nearer to it than he, but I did not choose to obey his orders."
"He has a right to order you about," said Mr. Kenyon, frowning.
"I don't admit it," said Oliver.
"Is he not older than you?"