"You may go and wash your nose first," said the principal.
With a heart that was exceedingly heavy Bert entered the school and made
his way to the principal's office. No one was there, and he sank on a
chair in a corner. He heard the bells ring and heard the pupils enter
the school and go to their various classrooms.
"If I am sent home, what will mamma and papa say?" he thought dismally.
He had never yet been sent home for misconduct, and the very idea filled
him with nameless dread.
His eye hurt him not a little, but to this he just then paid no
attention. He was wondering what Mr. Tetlow would have to say when he
came.
Presently the door opened and Danny shuffled in, a wet and bloody
handkerchief held to his nose. He sat down on the opposite side of the
office, and for several minutes nothing was said by either of the boys.
"I suppose you are going to try to get me into trouble," said Danny at
length.
"You're trying to get me into trouble," returned Bert. "I didn't start
the quarrel, and you know it."
"I don't know nothing of the kind, Bert Bobbsey! If you say I started
the fight--I'll--I'll--tell something more about you.
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