“What did Andrew say to you when you came home from work?”
“He wanted me to go down on my knees and beg his pardon for hitting him.”
“Why didn’t you knock him down?” said Dick quickly.
“I told him I’d do it——”
_“What!”_ exclaimed Dick Schmidt in the deepest disgust.
“If he’d beg my pardon first for striking me with a whip.”
“That’s better. I thought you wouldn’t be so much of a coward as to beg his pardon.”
“He didn’t accept the offer,” said Bill, smiling.
“No, I suppose not. Was he mad?”
“He looked as if he was. He called me a saucy beggar and threatened to tell his father.”