“It takes nerve to get along in this world,” declared Ready fliply. “Now I’ve begun to learn playing the cornet. How is that for nerve?”
“Everybody knows you have plenty of it,” said Browning. “Learning to play the cornet, eh?”
“Yes.”
“Who is your teacher?”
“Oh, I haven’t one. I’m my own tooter.”
Then Jack got out of the way, for he knew the big senior might smash him.
Merriwell met Mason.
“Just in time, Hock,” he said pleasantly. “We’re going out for field practise. You know your position.”
Several students had come out to the field to witness the practise. They heard what Frank said to Hock, and it created a buzzing among them.
The men trotted onto the field, and Mason went down to the middle garden.