As soon as they were gone, Merry sat down and laughed.
“I’d lul-lul-lul-like to know just wh-wh-where the jug-jug-jug-joke is!” said Gamp.
“So would I,” confessed Hock Mason.
“Me, too,” grunted Browning.
“Let us in,” urged Carson.
“Oh, you’ll find out all about it this evening,” declared Frank. “See if it isn’t a jolly racket. Makes me feel same as I used to at Fardale when I put up a job like this.”
“By thunder!” cried Carson. “If I ever have a boy I’m going to send him to Fardale! It must be a great place, to turn out chaps like Merriwell.”
“And Hodge,” grunted Bruce, with some sarcasm.
“And Merry sometimes speaks of the rackets he had there. It must be a great school.”