"Why should I? It was your fault."

"Was it? I don't think so. You began the fight. Besides, if you dare to
say a word, I'll--I'll give you a big thrashing!" blustered Danny.

He clenched his fists as he spoke and looked so fierce that Bert
retreated a step.

"I haven't said anything, Danny."

"Then you had better not. Old Ringley doesn't know who broke his window.
So you keep quiet; do you hear?"

"Are you sure he doesn't know?"

"Yes, because he has been asking everybody about it."

There was a pause and the two boys looked at each other.

"You ought to pay for the window," said Bert.

"Huh! I'm not going to do it. You can pay for it if you want to. But
don't you dare to say anything about me! If you do, you'll catch it, I
can tell you!" And then Danny walked off.

"What did he have to say?" questioned Nan, when Bert came back to her.

"He wants me to keep still. He says Mr. Ringley doesn't know who did
it."