"He'll give us a raking down, I suppose," said James. "He will come
down heavy on us."
"I wish I were out of it."
"Oh, it's not worth minding! We haven't committed murder, have we?
What's the harm in a game of billiards?"
"Not much, perhaps; but the drinking and betting are certainly
objectionable."
The boys knocked at the door, and the full, deep voice of Dr. Brush was
heard to say: "Come in!"
CHAPTER XII
SUSPENDED
Dr. Brush was seated at a table covered with papers, in a large
armchair. He was an elderly man of dignified presence, not a petty
tyrant such as is sometimes found in a similar position, but a man who
commanded respect, without an effort.
Mark Manning and James Carson entered his presence a little nervously.
"Young gentlemen," said the doctor, gravely, "I am informed that you
have violated one of the rules of the academy by frequenting a billiard
saloon where liquor is sold."
"Who told you, sir?" asked Mark.
"That is not to the purpose," said the principal, gravely.
"But I should like to know who informed on me," persisted Mark.
"Whoever did so acted as your true friend, Manning; but there is no
occasion for you to know who it was.
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