"Any nice fellows?"
"Yes, lots; to judge by the looks. Since the school has been renovated, thanks to you and Andy, we get a better class of fellows. Yes, there are some nice chaps here, and one fellow who seems to have something of a mystery about him."
"A mystery?" asked Frank, wonderingly.
"Yes, he acts just as if he——"
But Jack suddenly interrupted himself by exclaiming:
"There, Andy's showing how he does that tripping act. I must get next to how it's done. Come on—though I suppose you know," and he started away from Frank.
"No, I don't know the secret of it," admitted the elder Racer lad. "Andy fooled me with it once or twice until I invented a new way to stand him on his head, and then he quit."
"I see!" laughed Jack. "But come on over," and he led the way toward where Andy stood, surrounded by a group of admiring lads.
"But you started to say something about a mysterious Freshman," suggested Frank, who liked to follow up matters.
"Tell you about it later," promised Jack, and he pushed his way into the throng about Andy. "I want to see this first."