And then Herrick obeyed. Rupert marched him back up the corridor to where Stoddard was standing. "Now pin it on him!" he said, and again Herrick obeyed. But when he had finished he turned toward Rupert a sullen and malignant face.
"You wait!" he said, and his voice was husky with passion. "You wait!"
Then he turned and went down the corridor, downstairs.
Harry loitered awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, Rupe," he said.
"You'd better be," was Rupert's curt reply. "If you really were, you'd say it to Stoddard, not to me."
Harry turned meekly to Stoddard. "I'm sorry, Francis—I am, honestly," he said.
"Oh, that's all right," Stoddard answered. "You did n't do anything."
"Yes, that was just the trouble," was Rupert's harsh observation. "Come along, Frank!" and taking the boy by the arm, he led him away.
Harry turned and went unhappily to his
