What mortified him most was that he did not feel as positive by any means as others that his boat, without the accident, would have won the race.

He had been astonished and even disheartened by the performance of the rival crew, who had stuck to him in a manner he had not looked for, and which had boded seriously for the final result.
It was this reflection, more even than the thought of the broken line, which troubled him that evening.

Could it be possible that his luck was deserting him?
His companions were troubled by no such suggestion.

Indignation was the uppermost feeling in their breasts.

Whoever had done the deed, it was a vile action, and till the culprit was brought to justice the whole schoolhouse was responsible in their eyes.
"I wonder a single one of them can hold up his head," exclaimed Game.
"I hope to goodness Bloomfield won't demand a fresh race.