However, you have accused me of making Mr.Davis a fag.

I presume you know there is a rule in this school that no man has a right to demand service of another man's fag?
Knowing this, you tried to make Mr.Davis perform your duties about the tent.

Weren't you treading on rather dangerous ground, sir ?" Bascomb looked at the floor, and muttered something.
"You may not have realized what you were doing," Merriwell went on.
"In which case, you are pardonable to a certain degree.

But I warn you to let nothing of this kind occur again, or you will have the entire camp down on you." "I know what you mean," grated Bascomb.
"I am very glad you do," came coolly from Frank's lips.

"I hoped to make my meaning plain.