CHAPTER II. BERNARD’S BOLDNESS.
On his way to the post-office Bernard met Nat Barclay.
“Where are you bound, Bernard?” he asked.
“To the post-office.”
“How are you getting on with Ezekiel?”
“There is no love lost between us. He says I am a bad lot. In fact, he says he never knew a wuss boy.”
Both boys laughed.
“What bad things do you do?”