“And I think I shall have to,” said Jack quietly, as he looked Sam full in the face. “I don’t mind fun, but I like it to come from my friends. Lead on, Tom, and, as you say, we’ll attend to those two later.”
He followed Tom, and, as they disappeared into Opus Manor there floated to them the mocking laughs of the two cronies.
[CHAPTER VI]
AN ANGRY PROFESSOR
“Tom, did you ever balance a water pitcher on your nose? I mean full of water. The pitcher full, that is to say, not the nose.”
“Never, and I’m not going to begin now.”
“Well, I am. Watch me. I used to be pretty good at juggling.”
“Say, you want to be careful.”
“Oh, I will be. I’ve never done it, but there must always be a first time. And, though balancing water pitchers may not be an accomplishment taught in all schools, still there may come a time when the knowledge of how to juggle one will come in handy. Here goes.”