“And what’s that got to do with you, you young idiot,” exclaimed Drift, fairly losing his temper, “if I am?”
“I’m very sorry,” said Charlie, “especially as you put it all right. If it was anything else; but I can’t for this.”
“Look here,” said Drift in a fury, “we’ve had fooling enough. Hand me the watch this moment, or I’ll take it and smash it, and you into the bargain!”
“Oh, Tom Drift, don’t do that. I would so gladly for anything else, but I promised father—”
“Once more, will you, or will you not?”
“I can’t.”
“Then take that!” and next moment Charlie received a blow full on the chest, which sent him staggering back against the wall.
Oh, how he wished that moment he had never owned me!
Tom came upon him with an angry oath, and seized him by the throat.
“Will you give it up?”