“Oh! one bear is enough!” And the sneak shivered.
“I’m not going to stay here until Sunday night,” came from Paxton.
“Come, let us off, and maybe I’ll call it square,” said Baxter, in a more reasonable tone.
“But we don’t intend to call it square, Baxter,” answered Pepper.
“Then you won’t let us go?”
“No!” shouted the rest of the crowd.
After that the baskets were brought up and all the good things spread out where Baxter, Paxton, and Mumps could see them. Soon the cadets were eating and drinking to their hearts’ content.
“Baxter, wouldn’t you like a drink of soda?” asked Pepper, coming up with a glass full of the beverage. “I don’t like to be too hard on a fellow student.”
“Yes, I’d like a drink,” grumbled the bully.
“All right then, you shall have one—as soon as you go down to Cedarville and put up the necessary nickel at the store.”