“Yah! I was a member in good standing until you came.”
“And then, out of a desire to show off, you led yourself into the most disreputable business. But I’m surprised to see Dent Frost and Jack Necker with you. I hardly looked for them to be in such company. Is it possible that they are chaps of the same caliber?”
Frost frowned, while Necker looked a trifle ill at ease.
“Oh, I have something to settle with you, too!” asserted the pole vaulter.
“I ought to have!” exclaimed the jumper.
“Well, you are fine sports, to be sure!” scornfully flung back Frank. “You were fairly and honorably defeated, and now you come here to beat me up for it! I understood that the Eagle Heights A.A. was made up of gentlemen! I don’t understand how you ever got into it.”
“Manton is our friend,” said Frost.
“That’s it!” Necker hastily cried. “He has been treated in a shabby manner, and you are the cause of it. He is our friend.”
“You should be proud to own him as such!” sneered Bart.