"Vic, I can't stand this any longer."
"Oh, it's you, is it? I thought you'd come."
"Of course you didn't do that disgraceful thing, as they call it, but you've got to know who did. It was I."
Stowell did not answer. He had neither turned nor looked up, and Gell, standing behind him, tugged at his shoulders and said again,
"Don't you hear me? It was I."
"I know."
"You know? How do you know? When did you know? Did you know this morning?"
"I knew last night."
Going into town he had seen Gell on the opposite side of the road. Yes, it was true enough he was out after hours. The Principal himself had sent him! Early in the day he had told him that after "prep" he was to go to the station for something.
"Good Lord! Then he must have forgotten all about it!"