But it was a very reckless thing to do to fire at all in this direction." "Let me take a look at it!" said Julian Ives, crowding forward and stooping to inspect it.

As he did so, he straightened up with a little screech, and clapped a hand to his hips.
"Wow!" he howled, dancing round as Veazie had done.

"I'm shot, too! Fellows, this is awful! I believe I'm killed! Who is doing this ?" "Thuch weckleth thyoothing I never thaw!" groaned Veazie, though he was much relieved to discover that he had not received a deadly hurt.
"Thomebody mutht be awwested for thith.

I thouldn't be thurpwithed if it ith one of Merriwell's fwiendth!" "Wow!" howled Julian, falling to the ground, and writhing about in his agony.

"I'm dead! I never had anything hurt me so! Wow-ow-ow!" Ollie Lord clapped a hand to his head and executed a quickstep.