“Don’t see that I can do anything except grin,” was the reply

“Don’t see that I can do anything except grin,” was the reply. “If I
charge him with it he’ll deny it. No one saw him do it, I guess. He
probably came in here early this afternoon. I have French at two, you
know, and he probably counted on that. Gus never is in, anyhow. After he
did it he put it back in the case, but I knew as soon as I’d opened it
that somebody had been at it because my handkerchief was underneath, and
I always spread it on top. If I beat him up he’ll go to Josh and Josh
will say it was an unwarrantable attack, or something, and I’ll get the
dickens. I can’t afford that, because I’m trying hard for a Draper
Scholarship and can’t take chances. I guess he’s evened things up all
right, Thayer.”