“Where did you come from?” she blazed.
“Johnsville! They kicked me out!”
“You mean you’ve been expelled?”
“Call it that if you want.”
“What for?”
“Oh, a bunch of us took Dutch leave one night and the girl that was with us squealed. They said I was responsible.”
“Which you probably were!”
“Well, what of it? They kicked me out, anyhow. I might as well be blamed as not.”
“But why have you come here?”
“Haven’t got any other place to go, have I?—with the mater and governor across.”