"I wouldn't have allowed it for a minute. Now, of course, I'm
going to call it off."
"Oh, Jack, dear, you simply can't!" exclaimed his sister. "You've
no idea the state the boys are in."
"They'll never let you, Chapin," supplemented Fresno.
The master laughed shortly. "They won't, eh? Who is boss here,
I'd like to know?"
"They've bet a lot of money. And you know how they feel about
that phonograph."
"It's the most idiotic thing I ever heard of. Whatever possessed
you, Wally? If the men make a row, I'll have to smuggle you and
Glass over to the railroad to-night."
"I'm for that," came the voice of Larry.
"I suppose it's all my fault," Miss Blake began wretchedly,
whereat the object of their general solicitude took on an aspect
of valor.
"Say, what is all this fuss about? I don't want to be smuggled
anywhere, thank you!"
"I may not be able to square my men," Chapin reiterated. "It may
have gone too far."
"Square! Square! Why should you do any squaring? I'm not going to
run-away." Miss Blake clasped her hands and breathed a sigh.
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