Tom looked vacant and shook his head. "I don't know. Nothing special, I guess."
"Don't be a chump! You didn't black his eye and get that beautiful nose for nothing, I suppose. What was it?"
"Well, Telford said—he said——"
"You're a wonder!" declared Steve. "Don't you know what he said?"
"I forget. It was something—something I didn't like. So I slapped his face. That was on the gym steps. He said 'Come on back here.' I said 'All right.' Then we—we had it. Then he said he was wrong about it—whatever it was, you know—and we sort of apologised and sneaked off." Tom felt of his nose carefully. "I saw about a million stars when he landed here!"
"That's the craziest stunt I ever heard of!" said Steve disgustedly. "And you want to hope hard that no one saw it. If faculty hears of it, you'll get probation, you chump."
"I know. It won't, though. No one saw us."
"Who's Telford, anyway?" Steve demanded.
"Telford? Oh, he's a Fifth Form fellow."
"What does he look like?"