"Honor bright?"
"I am not a thief."
"I'll bet you ain't," drawled Tim, placing his thumb against his nose, and wagging his four fingers back and forth.
Tony heard the school-bell ring, and waiting for no more, ran off with all his speed. Tim was so late that Mr. Hyde, the master, gave him a sharp reproof for loitering by the way.
Tim Bunker's seat was next to Tony's; and though the former persisted in annoying him, whispering in his ear something about "sucking eggs," he tried to be patient and good-natured. But at last, when he could endure it no more, he informed against him.
"What do you mean by 'sucking eggs,' Tim?" asked Mr. Hyde, after he had called him on the platform.
"I saw Tony skulking round Farmer Whipple's barn at recess."
"Did you see him have an egg?"
"No, sir; but I thought he had been eating something."
Mr. Hyde investigated the case fully, and Tim got punished for his conduct in annoying his schoolmate.