"Come here, you Joe, and be quick about it " The boy addressed, a stout boy of fifteen, with an honest, sun-browned face, looked calmly at the speaker. "What's wanted?" he asked. "Brush me off, and don't be all day about it " said Oscar Norton impatiently. Joe's blue eyes flashed indignantly at the tone of the other. "You can brush yourself off," he answered independently. "What do you mean by your impudence?" demanded Oscar angrily. "Have you turned lazy all at once?"