allow it, so you may as well put that whip away."
"I'd like to know who is master here, you or I?" demanded Job Haskers, turning red with rage.
"Doctor Clay is master here, and we are under his care. If you try to strike me with that whip I'll report the matter to him," answered Dave. "You may punish me any other way, if you wish, but I won't put up with a whipping."
"And I won't be whipped either," added Phil.
"I'll show you!" roared Job Haskers, and raising the whip he tried to bring it down on Dave's head. The youth dodged, turned, and caught the whip in his hands.
"Let go that whip, Porter!"
"I will not—not until you promise not to strike at me again."
"I'll promise nothing! Let go, I say!"
The teacher struggled to get the whip free of Dave's grasp, and a scuffle ensued. Dave was forced up against a side stand, upon which stood a beautiful marble statue of Mercury.
"Look out for the statue!" cried Phil, in alarm, but even as he spoke Dave was shoved back, and over went the stand and ornament, the statue breaking into several pieces.
"There, now see what you've done!" cried Job Haskers, as the battle ceased for the moment, and Dave let go the whip.
