of his jaws. "Only, you gave me away, and I'm going to pay you off for it."
"Ike, you are very much mistaken."
"Yah!"
"I never mentioned what you told me to any one."
"Cut it out! We'll settle that to-night. Now you get to work."
Ralph at last understood the situation, but he saw the futility of attempting to convince his obstinate companion of his error.
Besides, the foreman in the distance was watching him from the corner of one eye, and Ike thought it best to apply himself to business.
"You just watch me for an hour or two," he bolted out grudgingly.
Ralph did not spend a happy forenoon. Ike was sullen, grumpy and savage.
He made his helper hold the grease pail when it was unnecessary, till Ralph's arms were stiff, dropping splotches of oil on his shoes. He let the exhaust deluge him, as if by accident, and refused to engage in any general conversation, nursing his wrath the meantime.
He knew how to clean up an engine, although, Ralph divined, in the most shipshod and easiest way that would pass inspection. Ralph was learning something, however, and was patient
