“Then the law ought to be altered,” said Mrs. Ross, with more anger than reason. “I’ve no doubt that Philip gave him all the room he needed.”
“When you were thrown out, did the heartless boy ride on and leave you to your fate?” asked the mother.
“No; he got out and asked me if I was hurt,” Philip admitted, reluctantly.
“Much he cared!” said Mrs. Ross, contemptuously.
“I suppose he was afraid he would be put in prison if I was killed,” said Philip.
“Yes, that was his motive, undoubtedly. He didn’t offer to help you, I suppose?”
“No; I asked him to, and he wouldn’t,” answered Philip, glad that he could blacken poor Harry’s character.
“The unfeeling young villain!” ejaculated Mrs. Ross. “He ought to be put in the State’s prison!”
“Do you think he can be?” asked Philip, eagerly.
“Of course he can, if your father exerts himself as he ought.”