“We won’t discuss the matter,” said Rodney coldly.
“Do you mind my telling the other boys about your losing your money?”
“No; it will be known tomorrow at any rate; there is no advantage in concealing it.”
A heavy step was heard outside. It stopped before the door.
“I must be getting,” said Bundy, “or I’ll get into trouble.”
It was against the rule at the school for boys to make calls upon each other in the evening unless permission were given.
John Bundy opened the door suddenly, and to his dismay found himself facing the rigid figure of Dr. Sampson, the principal.
“How do you happen to be here, Bundy?” asked the doctor sternly.
“Please, sir, I was sympathizing with Ropes on his losing his money,” said Bundy with ready wit.
“Very well! I will excuse you this time.”