They stared at each other, reading the thoughts they had no need to voice. "Well, I've done it! It's too late now," said Dan, defiantly.
"Maybe he'll fire us again. I would if I were he. You must tell him this very minute."
"I—suppose so," he agreed, reluctantly, and picked up his hat. "And yet—I—I wonder if I'd better, after all. Don't you think it would sound nicer coming from some one else?"
"Why?"
"Wouldn't it seem like crowing for me to—to—For instance, now, if you—"
"Coward!" exclaimed the girl.
He nodded. "But, Sis, you DO have a nicer way of putting things than I have."
"Why, I wouldn't tell him for worlds. I couldn't. Poor man! We've brought him nothing but sorrow and bad luck."
"It's fierce!"
"Well, don't hesitate. That's what Gordon did, and he got licked."