The culprit came forward.
"With whom were you gambling in mess room No. 8, this forenoon?" asked the principal.
Wilton looked up at the stern dispenser of discipline. If he did not know, it was not his business to tell.
"Answer me."
"I don't know."
"You are telling a falsehood."
"I don't remember their names now," said Wilton.
"You do remember them; and for each falsehood you utter you shall suffer an additional penalty."
"I'm not a tell-tale, sir," answered Wilton, doggedly. "I don't want to tell who they were."
"Very well; why didn't you say that at first? I have some respect for the student who dislikes to betray even his companions in error; none at all for a liar. Adler and Sanborn," added the principal; and the two gamblers stepped up to the hatch. "Young gentlemen, you are charged with gambling. Have you anything to say?"