Bob joined in the laugh, and when he took his place in the line for another attempt he heard Frank say sneeringly:
“Well, there are some things the fresh motor boys can’t do, it seems.”
“Oh, cut it out,” advised Bob with a forced grin. “We don’t claim to be anything like what you seem to think we are.”
“Don’t get into a row,” advised Jerry in a low voice.
“If he insults me I—I’ll punch him!” declared Ned in a whisper.
“No you won’t,” contradicted Jerry.
“If he wants to—let him try it!” said Frank, quickly. “That’s a game I like to play.”
“Silence over there!” called the director, sharply, while Ned and Frank glared at one another.
Ned made no awkward breaks, so there was no excuse for Frank’s making any of his slurring remarks, and the remainder of the gymnasium practice went off without further incident.