"Well-----" Dick paused hesitatingly.
"Come, hurry up!" begged Greg.
"It's no more than fair to us," insisted Dan.
"On the whole," Dick continued, "I don't believe it would be fair
to the other fellows."
"You big tease!" blurted Harry Hazelton indignantly.
"No; I don't mean to tease you," Dick rejoined, his eyes twinkling.
"But I believe in playing fair in life. Don't you, fellows?"
"What has this to do with being fair?" demanded Tom.
"Why, just this: I promised to tell you all at five o'clock.
Now, if I were to tell a special few before that time, it would
be a bit unfair!"
"Not a bit," retorted Dave. "You've had us dangling from the
string longer than you have the rest of the crowd. Therefore,
we ought to know the answer before the other fellows."
"It's a question of conscience with me," Dick replied soberly.
"Humph!" snorted Tom. "Well, I suppose we may as well give it
up, fellows. The only way we could worm it out of Dick would
be to rub his nose in the dirt. And he might fight if we did.
This is where I have to leave you. So long! I'll meet the army
at five o'clock."
Smiling broadly, Dick went on his way home. He put away his diploma,
next removing his best suit and laying it carefully away.
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