“No.”
“He didn’t seem to hear you say good-morning.”
“Oh, yes, he did,” answered Harry, laughing; “but Philip isn’t very fond of me.”
“Are you enemies?”
“We had a little difficulty lately, and Philip hasn’t got over it yet.”
“Tell me about it.”
Harry told the story, and Howard fully sustained him in what he had done.
“He must be a mean boy.”
“He thinks he has more rights than common folks, such as he considers me. He tried—or, at least, his mother did—to have Mr. Mead turn me off, but your uncle is too just a man to go against me for doing my duty.”
“I noticed he gave you half the road this time,” said Howard.