A rattle at the door caused the lad to sweep the cake crumbs out
of sight, blow out the candle, and pocket the tiny bit left. Then
the light of a lamp lit up the guardroom, and Josiah Crabtree came
in.
"Well, Rover, have you enjoyed your supper?" he asked coldly, as
he glanced at the half empty bowl.
"Very much," was the youth's equally cold reply.
"You like bread and milk, then," was Crabtree's sarcastic
rejoinder.
"Nothing better, sir, for supper."
The head assistant bit his lip, and then set down the lamp.
"Rover, don't you think, you are making a bad beginning? "he said
after a pause.
"I don't. understand you, Mr. Crabtree."
"Any other boy on joining a school would wish to make his entrance
as creditable as possible."
"But I haven't joined this school yet."
"I won't argue that point."
"I wasn't even on your grounds, but in the public highway -- and
there shot off -- what? A simple firecracker. And for that you
hauled me to this place, and treat me like one who has broken half
the laws of the land. If Captain Putnam upholds you in this
matter, do you know what I shall do?"
"Make an additional fool of yourself, I presume.
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