such a cause as that, was very ungentlemanly and unkind. So you see you
were both very much to blame."

The boys looked guilty and ashamed, but they did not feel really
penitent. They were not cordially reconciled. Neither was willing to
give up.

"But," said Rollo, "how shall we make the window?"

"I think you ought not to make any window, as you cannot agree about
it."

They wanted to make a window now more than ever, for each wanted to have
his own way; but Jonas would not consent, and as they had agreed to
abide by his decision, they submitted. Jonas then returned to his work,
and the boys stood by the side of the brook, not knowing exactly what to
do. Jonas told them, when they went away, that he expected that they
would have another quarrel, as he perceived that their hearts were still
in a bad state.



HEARTS WRONG.

The boys sat down on the bank of the brook, and began to pick up little
stones and throw them into the water. They began soon to talk of the
window again.

Rollo said, "Jonas thought you were most to blame, I know."