“Well, I don’t. I’ll not make friends with ’em!”
The coasting was over, and as the boys returned to college with their sled, Jerry remarked:
“Well, you did beat him, Ned. It was a clever piece of work.”
“I’d like to beat him more ways than one, the cad!”
“You’ll never get anywhere feeling that way about Frank.”
“I don’t want to get anywhere with him. I want to be in a position to prove he gave away the picture game and then I’ll go for him.”
There came a thaw. The snow disappeared, and there followed a period of warmer weather and rain. Then it became cold again, so cold that Lake Carmona was frozen over solidly, and there was the best skating that had been enjoyed in years, so some of the older students declared.
Ned, Bob and Jerry were on the ice one afternoon enjoying the sport, when Jerry, who had been quiet for some time, burst out with:
“I think I’ll do it if you fellows will go in with me.”