"This explains the match and the fire," thought the General. He said aloud, "I will question Gay about the matter."
"He will deny it; Philip said he would, and the poor boy begged me, with tears in his eyes, not to tell you of it. I thought you ought to know it, for, from what Philip says, Gay must be a hard case," the doctor said.
The General rang the bell and Phyllis answered it.
"Send Gay here," commanded the General.
"Yes, sir," said Phyllis, hurrying away, for she surmised that the doctor's presence might be of benefit to the unhappy child.
"Run, Gay," she said to May, when she found her, "Dr. Brentwood is in the library, and they want you."
"Philip has told," May thought, with delight.
She went quickly to the library and stood before the General with a lighter heart than she had carried since she had been in disgrace. "I'm all right, now," thought she.
"Gay," said the General, sternly, "the doctor tells me that you have given tobacco to Philip, threatening him if he did not use it at your bidding. What have you to say?"