“That is not true!” exclaimed Pepper. “The start was a very fair one.” “Humph! Of course you’d say so,” grumbled the student named Gussic. “I say so because it is true.” “I reckon all you fellows have the swelled head now,” put in Grimes. “But just wait till the football match comes off—we’ll show you a trick or two.” “Oh, please don’t quarrel here!” whispered Laura, in a frightened tone. “If you get Roy Bock mad, he’ll say all sorts of mean things.” “We’ve got to go back now,” said Bock. “We’ll call again some day—when these fellows ain’t around. We don’t want anything to do with chaps who cheat at boat races.” “Bock, some day I’ll make you take back those words,” said Jack, hotly. “But we are guests here, so I’ll say no more.” “Bah! I’m not afraid of you,” growled Roy Bock, and then he strode off, followed by his fellow students. Soon they left the house, on the buckboard that had brought them to the Lodge. “Oh, how thankful I am that they are gone,” said Flossie. “Do you know, I am getting afraid of Roy Bock!” “He’s a—a—puppy,” said Andy. “Excuse the word, but I can’t describe him in any other way.” “I think he is very mean,” came from Laura. “I wish he would keep away for good.” “His companions are about as bad as he is,” said Pepper. “They seem to be all tarred with the same brush.” “They are always together,” said Flossie. “They always come here in a bunch and stay and stay. It’s a wonder they didn’t invite themselves to dinner. And then, so I’ve been told, they tell their fellow students that we urge them to come, and that they can’t hardly get away from here!” There were one or two other young folks present, and all had a good time until dinner was served. The repast was an elaborate one, and our friends did it full justice. Then came some music and a few games, and all too soon it was time for Jack, Pepper, and Andy to leave. “We’ve had a boss time!” cried Pepper, enthusiastically. “Excuse the French!” he added, meaning the slang. “Couldn’t have had a better!” added Jack. “It
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