“Yes, I do,” said Bert in a low voice. “But don’t say anything about it. I’m trying to find a way to prove that he did it so I’ll be cleared.”
“All right, I won’t say anything,” promised Charlie. “But that isn’t what I saw Danny doing.”
“Was he looking for his lost gold ring?”
“No, it was too dark for that. But he was out in the lots near his house—he and Sam and Joe and some other fellows—and they’re making a big snow fort.”
“Getting ready to have a snowball fight, I guess,” suggested Bert. “Well, I’m not going to fight, if he asks me. I’d rather have a fight with some other crowd.”
“So’d I,” agreed Charlie. “And I know something else.”
“What?”
“Well, I saw Sam Todd taking a lot of horse-chestnuts into the fort they’re building. They’re going to put ’em in snowballs to make ’em harder.”
“It’s just like Danny Rugg and his crowd!” growled Bert. “They never do anything fair! Well, none of our fellows will take sides against ’em.”
“I guess not!” agreed Charlie.