"How dare you do such an outrageous thing ?" "Gently, professor," remonstrated the president of Brill.

"You are not yet certain--" "Oh, he did it, I am sure of it!" spluttered Professor Sharp.

"I declare I ought to have him locked up!" "Did what ?" demanded Tom, who was much mystified by what was going on.
"You know well enough, you young reprobate!" stormed the instructor.
"See here, Professor Sharp, I'm neither a rascal nor a reprobate, and I don't want you to call me such!" cried Tom, growing angry himself.
"You are, and I will have you to understand--" "I am not, and if you call me bad names again I'll--I'll--knock you down!" And Tom doubled up his fists as he spoke.
"Rover, be quiet!" exclaimed Doctor Wallington, so sternly that both Tom and Professor Sharp subsided.

"I'll have no scene in this office.
You must behave yourself like a gentleman while you are here.
Professor, you must not call a student hard names." "But this outrage, sir!" spluttered the instructor.
"We'll soon know the truth of the matter." "I'd like to know what you are talking about," said Tom.

"I haven't committed any outrage, so far as I know." "Didn't you do this ?" cried Abner Sharp, and thrust under Tom's nose a photograph of large size.