26 ROBERT DAWSON.

“But just tell me all the hows and whys,” I said,
' enviously reading over his figures.
“T do not believe I can explain it, Robert,” said
Charley, looking much puzzled.
“But it ’s-just nothing at all, unless. we can explain
its” -
“That is just what I cannot do,” whispered Charley,
“for father did all the hard ones for me, and I copied
them off; and then, when he tried to explain them to
me, I was so sleepy I did not know one word he said.
Was he not kind to do them? For mother said it was
too bad I should get down in my class, just because I
could not do them. Now, do not you tell, will you,
Robert?” .
“Why, we do not go down for anything else, except
‘for not doing them,” said I, bluntly. My fespect for
Charley’s abilities declined as rapidly as it had before
"risen, :
Whilé I was picking up my pencil, which had just
dropped at my feet, ‘Charley vanished. from my side,
and I heard his halloa on the green. .