“Just this,” said Dave. “We’ve tried persuasion and—and——”
“Entreaty,” prompted Don.
“And entreaty—and both have failed. So now we’re going to use force. If you don’t agree to go to the gym and do your work peaceable, we are going to take you there.”
Wayne struggled violently, only to suddenly find his feet off the ground, his arms held fast, and himself being borne, kicking wildly, toward the gymnasium.
“Let me go, Dave! Paddy, you—you beast, put me down!”
“Aisy, me child,” answered Paddy soothingly. “’Tis for yer own good.”
“Don, make ’em let me go!” pleaded Wayne. But his chum shook his head.
“Go you must, Wayne, so you’d better promise and we’ll let you walk.” Wayne made no answer, only struggled the harder.
“You’ll have to take his legs, Don,” panted Paddy. “’Tis mighty unaisy he is.” They were crossing the green now, and several fellows were hurrying nearer to see what was going on. A group of boys on the steps of the gymnasium were watching.