"One last word to you, Mr. Bloodgood," he spoke. "I am not studying for
the ministry, and I do not even belong to the Y.M.C.A. If I were doing
the one or belonged to the other, I should not be ashamed of it. I don't
like you. I can stand a little freshness; in fact, it rather pleases me;
but you are altogether too fresh. You are offensive."
Merry flung open the door.
"Good-day, sir."
Bloodgood stepped out, turned round, laughed, and then walked away.
"Hang it, Merriwell!" grated Diamond, as Frank closed the door; "why
didn't you let me kick him out onto his neck!"
CHAPTER IV.
WHO IS BLOODGOOD?
Diamond was thoroughly angry. So was Rattleton. In his excitement, Harry
said something that caused Frank to turn quickly, and observe:
"Don't use that kind of language, old man, no matter what the
provocation. Vulgarity is even lower than profanity."
Harry's face flushed, and he looked intensely ashamed of himself.
"I peg your bardon--I mean I beg your pardon!" he spluttered. "It
slipped out. You know I don't say anything like that often."
"I know it," nodded Frank, "and that's why it sounded all the worse. I
don't know that I ever heard you use such a word before."
Harry did not resent Frank's reproof, for he knew Frank was right, and
he was ashamed.
Every young man who stoops to vulgarity should be ashamed.
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