"Well?" after a moment he prompted me.
"No, Mr. Hamilton," I said, "I am not going to school. I cannot afford to."
"I will send you," he said.
"You cannot do that if I refuse to go."
"Why should you refuse?" he said.
"Because it would cost you money—dirty money," I said.
"Nonsense!" He said that angrily now. "I want you to go."
"Thank you; but, nevertheless, I am not going."
He sat up stiffly, and I could feel his frown upon me. He shot out his words at me as if he wished each one to hit me hard: