“We made a mess of it,” said Gussic. “They have the laugh on us.”
“I don’t feel like going to Putnam Hall for my wheel,” said Grimes, with a downcast look on his face.
“No more do I,” answered Bock. “But what are you going to do about it?”
“They’ll be sure to tell the Ford girls of this, and they’ll have the laugh on us.”
“If they do that, I’ll punch somebody’s head,” grumbled Roy Bock.
As soon as they were sure the Pornell students had given up the pursuit, those in the buggy slackened their pace, and re-arranged the bicycles they were carrying.
“We surely turned the tables on them that time,” laughed Jack. “I don’t think they’ll stop us again in a hurry.”
When they reached Putnam Hall they placed the bicycles in care of Peleg Snuggers.
“An’ where did you get them machines?” demanded the general utility man.
“They belong to a couple of Pornell boys. We picked ’em up on the road,” answered Jack.