"Where's that new boy?" asked Jim, as he left the schoolroom.
He had not seen our hero's departure--but his ready tool, Bates,
had.
"I saw him sneaking off with Wilkins," said Bates.
"Where did they go?"
"To the Village, I guess."
"They seemed to be in a hurry," said Jim, with a sneer.
"They wanted to get out of your way--that is, the new boy did,"
suggested Bates.
Jim nodded.
"Likely he did," he answered. "So he went to the village, did he?"
"Yes; I saw him."
"Well, he's put it off a little. That boy's cranky. I'm goin' to
give him a lesson he won't forget very soon."
"So you will, so you will, Jim," chuckled Bates.
"That's the way I generally take down these boys that put on airs,"
said Jim, complacently. "This Roscoe's the worst case I've had yet.
So Wilkins went off with him, did he?"
"Yes; I saw them go off together."
"I'll have to give Wilkins a little reminder, then. It won't be safe
to take up with them that defy me. I'll just give him a kick to help
his memory.
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