Brother Donald shot an angry glance at Burtis.
“Burtis needn’t talk so big, sir; he’d better give a fellow a chance before he threatens——”
“That will do, my boy; if you have anything to say let me hear it at once.”
“I—I locked that door, sir.”
“Indeed? And did you have any help in the matter?”
Brother Donald dropped his gaze and was silent. Then, with much shuffling of unwilling feet, slowly, one after another, five other boys stood up.
“Well, Perkins?” asked the doctor.
“I helped,” said that youth.
“And the rest of you?” Four subdued voices answered affirmatively. The doctor frowned from one to the other. Then,
“You may take your seats,” he said, severely.