“Hold on, Vose!” Perry stopped uncertainly. “Either you do what I say or—or you fight!”
Perry stared in amazement. The other boy’s eyes, however, stared back just as hard and unfalteringly. Perry tried bluster.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, kid. You must be plumb crazy! What have I got to do with your playing on the team? Say, you make me tired. I ought to punch your silly head for you, that’s what I ought to do! And I’ll do it, too, if you bother me any more!”
“That’s all right. You may have a chance to try. But what you’ve got to do is go with me to Mr. Adams——”
“Oh, forget it! What would I do that for?”
“To tell him you shied that apple at him,” replied Harry quietly. “I’m being punished for what you did and it isn’t fair, Vose.”
“Shied—— Say, what are you talking about?”
“You know very well. You threw that rotten apple into his room the other night. I saw you do it. He thought it was me and told Dobs. Now——”
“Poppycock! I never saw your old apple!”