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ALL-SPORTS LIBRARY. ~ 25
"Sid, che called, “T want to speak to youa minute;
I've got something to show you.”
Sid saw that her face was yery red, as he came into
the: room where. she awaited him. ‘He hada guilty feel- °
ing, and everything suspicious made him uneasy. Still
he was not prepared for what followed.
“What does this letter mean, Sid?” she asked, giv-
ing it to him.:
Sid glanced at it, and at the name at the bottom, and
began to. read it through, catching the meaning almost
immediately.
_“Why—why—
He looked at her.
. “Where did you get this?” .
“Ts yours, isn’t it?”
“Why, yes, of course}: but how did you get hold
of it.” =
_ He began to crumple it in his, hands. .
“T’ve read it through,” she announced.
His face was hot with flushes, and he turned on her
angrily.
“What right have you to be reading my letters?”
“None; ‘and I. didn't intend to read it; and wouldn’t .
if I'd known that \
“But you opened | it—opened my , letter! It’s my
name on the envelope.”
“TI opened it before I knew it was yours.”
“Ts that the way—
“Now, see here, Sid,” she said.
what’s in that letter. Do you think that’s right?”
“What's right?. It’s not right for you to open and
t
“Tye discovered
read my letters.””
“But i is that right—that trick you’re playing. on Jack
Lightfoot, and the professors at the academy ‘ 2”
“You didn’t seem much sorry even when Kid did get. -
his head busted open!” he sputtered.
“Yes, I was sorry, Sid, and 1 you know it; but is that,
right?” ~
“It’s none of your affair!”
“I think it is.”
“Tn what way?”
“I don’t want my brother to do a thing like that.”
“Pay that money, yousmean? Of course I won't.”
- “You know what I mean, Sid. Won't you go to
Professor Chubb, or some of those professors or in-
structors, and tell them the truth about that—that Jack
Lightfoot did not do that, but that Ben Birkett did?”
‘He sat down heavily in a chair, and stared at her.
“It’s clear that you and Kid and some others have
got up a scheme to injure Jack Lightfoot,” she said.
“And you want to help him out of it!”
“T don’t want you to do wrong.” x.
“Well, he’s a——.” ‘
“He saved my life on that trestle, Sid.”
“Wouldn’t any fellow have done that if. he'd seen
your danger? Does that give him a right to——”
Her face was pale.
“The trouble with you is, ., that you’re stuck on him 1?
he declared angrily, and in a way to. bring tears to her
“eyes.
“It’s always the way with a girl! Let, her take
a fancy to a fellow and she’s ready to.make a fool of
herself, just as you'd do.”
“Sid!”
“Well, I-mean it!” he fumed.
“You don’t mean anything of the kind, Sid.”
“Don't 12?”
“Of course you don’t.”
“What do I mean, then?” °
“You're saying those things because you’re mad.’ »
“Well, Iam mad! What right have you to go to
opening my letters, I’d like to know?” .
“None. I didn’t know it was your letter,”
“Well, then, if you’ve no right, keep still about it.
Birkett was a fool for writing this, and I’ll tell him
so,” \ oo
“You're not going to see Ben Birkett, Sid?’
I'd like to break his head for him!”
“Sid, won't you go to Professor Chubb with that
letter ?”
“Show Chubb that letter? I guess not!”
“T’m_-not!
“Or tell him what you know—that Jack didn’t do
_ that, and that Birkett did?”
“Not in a hurry, I won't.”
“You won't go?”
“No, I won't.”
Then he became furious again, Taging because she
had-read the letter. .
She sat looking at him, while he raged his fury out.
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