He waited for a favorable opportunity. One day when the boys were at recess, and Brandon standing only three feet distant, he plunged his hand into his pocket, and drew out three pennies and the tell-tale sleeve button, showing it so plainly that Brandon couldn't help seeing it.
"Where did you get that button?" asked Brandon sharply.
"What button?"
"The sleeve button marked 'B.'"
"I found it," answered Dean composedly.
"Where did you find it?"
"Why do you feel so much interest in it?" demanded Dean. "I don't know that I am called upon to tell you where I found it."
"I believe you stole it!" said Brandon.
"Say that again, Brandon Bates, and I'll knock you over!" retorted Dean with spirit. "Do you mean to insult me?"
"I have a right to say what I did. That sleeve button belongs to my father."