"What is it you want us to do ?" "Well, it seems that some of your juniors are still in need of discipline.

You remember the hatchet that we buried last year with such pomp and ceremony ?" "Yes, yes," was the answer.
"This morning I overheard certain girls planning to go out to the Omnibus House after school to-morrow and dig up the poor hatchet and flaunt it in the seniors' faces the day of the opening basketball game, simply to rattle us.

Just as though it wouldn't upset your team as much as ours.

It's an idiotic trick, at any rate, and anything but funny.

Now I propose to take four of our class, and you must select four of yours.
We'll hustle out there the minute school is over to-morrow, and be ready to receive the marauders when they arrive.