"Tom Rover, I'll get even for that, mind that!" "What do you mean by attacking Harry Moss in such a disgraceful fashion ?" "Because he's a sneak, and you know it." "I know nothing of the kind." "Didn't he go and blab on me to Captain Putnam ?" "About what ?" Lew Flapp paused and eyed Tom and Sam curiously.
"I reckon you know well enough," he remarked slowly.
"But I don't know anything.

Do you, Sam ?" "Not a thing.

So far as I know Harry is all right." "Is he ?" sneered Flapp.

"Well, I don't think so." "What was the trouble about, Harry ?" asked Tom, turning to the small boy.
"Don't you say a word!" shouted Lew Flapp, in alarm.

"If Tom and Sam Rover don't know already they needn't know at all, so there." "Evidently you don't want Harry to talk," said Sam suggestively.
"He's a sneak, I tell you." "And you are a big, long-legged bully," retorted Tom.