"Somehow, I wish that I had another year to go---or else that I'd been a little more decent to Old Dut." "It was a good old school," sighed Dick, looking back almost regretfully.

"And, by the way-----" "Speech, Dick!" cried a dozen of the boys, crowding around him.
"Get out!" laughed Prescott.

"I spoke my piece two hours ago." Yet the boys continued to crowd about him.
"He's going to tell us now what the man on the clubhouse steps said!" proclaimed Danny Grin hopefully..