“I thought you intended to remain away all day.”
“Mr. Sands desired me to go to the ferry with him.”
“He didn’t desire you to stop to play on the way home.”
“Did you see me playing on the way home?” demanded Gilbert, provoked.
“How could I when I was at work in the office?”
“Has any one reported to you that I stopped to play?”
“No.”
“Then why do you charge me with it?”
“Look here, young man, I advise you not to try any of your impudence on me!” said Simon Moore, who, knowing himself in the wrong, was all the more angry. “I tell you, once for all, that I won’t stand it.”
“I don’t intend to be impudent, Mr. Moore; but I do expect decent treatment from you.”