That is all I have to say, sir.

Mr.Eldridge, I thank you, sir, for your very prompt and kind help.

Good morning, all!" "At the close of the session the principal wishes to see Mr.Prescott," read Mr.Cantwell from the platform just before school was dismissed that afternoon.
Dick waited in some curiosity.
"Mr.Prescott, you write for 'The Blade,' don't you ?" asked Mr.
Cantwell.
"Sometimes, sir." "Then, Mr.Prescott, please understand that I forbid you to write anything for publication concerning this morning's happenings." Dick remained silent.
"You will not, will you ?" "That, Mr.Cantwell, is a matter that seems to rest between the editor and myself." "But I have forbidden it," insisted the principal, in surprise.
"That is a matter, sir, about which you will have to see the editor.
Here at school, Mr.Cantwell, I am under your orders.

At 'The Blade' office I work under Mr.Pollock's instructions." The principal looked as though he were going to grow angry.

On the whole, though, he felt that he had had enough of the consequences of his own wrath for one day.