Freer is a dandy chap, and Saunders is all right, too.

But you treated them as if they were--were a couple of cut-throats." "I wasn't impolite," denied Steve.

"As long as those fellows choose to think what they do about me, you can't expect me to slop over with them." "You haven't any way of knowing what they think about you," said Tom vigorously.

"You take it for granted that every fellow in school believes that yarn of Sawyer's.

I don't suppose a dozen fellows ever gave it a second thought." "I know better.