“I don’t suppose anybody here will raise an objection,” laughed Rattleton.
“That point is settled. Now for the matter of getting into the tournament here. I have been invited to take part.”
“So soon?”
“Yes. Miss Random introduced me to her brother, Wallace, who is a prominent member of the Santa Barbara Athletic Club. He is a great sprinter, and expects to carry off the honors in the hurdle race. He had heard that I am interested in athletics, and he urged me to enter for some of the contests. As he is a member of the committee on arrangements, his invitation goes.”
“It would give him a black eye if you should go into the races in which he will take part and beat him out,” said Browning.
“Merry can do it, too,” nodded Diamond.
“That is not a sure thing, by any means,” smiled Frank. “I never knew a fellow who was so good at anything that he would not run up against some other fellow that was a little better. They say Random is a dandy.”
“He will have to be to get away from you, old man,” said Hodge.
“Boys,” cried Harry, enthusiastically, “we won’t do a thing but have a glorious time on our way back East!”
Browning groaned.