Jack Ranger's Western Trip - Or, from Boarding School to Ranch and Range by Clarence Young
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"What have you to say, Bagot?" asked the head of the academy.
"Circumstances point strongly to you," Bagot mumbled something about it being only a harmless joke, and seemed quite confused. "I will not ask you to tell on your companions," Dr. Mead went on sternly. "There must have been several of them. If they choose to come forward and admit their part, well and good. I will go no further with this, since the chief culprit is known. Ranger, you are fully vindicated, and I congratulate you on the effective manner in which you have proved your innocence." "As for you, Bagot, seeing that it is your first offense, I will be lenient. I will suspend you for one week, and you are to make up all the studies you lose in that time. That is all." With a scowl on his face, and an angry look at Jack, Adrian shuffled from the laboratory. The teachers followed Dr. Mead out, while Jack's friends gathered around to congratulate him. "Didn't know you were such a chemist," spoke Sam. "I'll have to play a march of victory on the jew's-harp and mouth organ at the same time!" burst out Fred Kaler. "Well," admitted Jack, "it came out about as well as I expected." "Betcherwhat!" exclaimed Budge, as he walked off, stretching his gum out at arm's length. |
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