Oakley waived this bit of gratuitous information.
“Did you run all the way?”
“Yep, every step,” with the impudent mendacity that comes of long practice.
“It's rather curious you didn't get back sooner.”
Clarence looked at the clock.
“Was I gone long? It didn't seem long to me,” he added, with a candor he intended should disarm criticism.
“Only a little over half an hour, Clarence.”
The superintendent sniffed suspiciously.
“McClintock says he caught you smoking a cigarette to-day—how about it?”
“Cubebs,” in a faint voice.