“Say, I wonder what’s got into him?” asked Bob, as he and his chums were proceeding toward the dormitory after the practice. “He seems just to hate us—he and those fellows he goes with. I wonder why?”
“He hasn’t any real excuse,” said Jerry, “but I imagine it is just as he says. Frank and his chums are afraid we’ll try to show off, because Professor Snodgrass told them about our various adventures. I never thought they’d be held against us.”
“Nor I,” added Ned. “But this Watson is going to make trouble, I can see that. And the sooner the better.”
“Why?” asked Bob.
“To have it over with. We’ll have to fight him.”
“Oh, I guess not,” said Jerry. “We’ll try and not roil him.”
“But why should we go out of our way to take insults, just because this fellow doesn’t like us?” asked Ned.
“Remember we’re freshmen,” said Bob.
“That’s all right. The other sophs don’t pick on us the way he and his bunch do. I’m not going to stand it!”
“Go slow,” advised Jerry.