"I haven't. Oliver has."
Roland arched his brows in displeasure.
"Have you ordered a suit of clothes?" he enquired.
"I have," answered Oliver coldly.
"Who authorized you to do it?"
"It is none of your business," said Oliver, justly provoked at the other's impertinence.
"It is my father's business," said Roland. "I suppose you expect to pay for them."
"The bill won't be sent to you, at any rate. You may be assured of that. Come on, Frank."
The two boys walked off, leaving Roland in front of the tailor's shop.
"I'll go in and see what he's ordered," thought he. "If it's without authority I'll tell my father, and he'll soon put a spoke in his wheel."