“So I have,” answered the acrobatic youth of Putnam Hall.
“Who are you going to meet this time?”
“Gus Coulter.”
“What, that bully! I thought you were done with Coulter, Ritter, and that crowd.”
“I thought I was,” said Andy. “But Coulter said I was afraid to meet him in a hand-walking and chinning-the-bar contest, and bragged to all the others what he could do, so I had to take him up.”
“Is he so good at lifting his own weight?”
“I don’t know. Henry Lee told me he saw him chinning the bar nine times.”
“Well, I hope you can do better than that.”
“Perhaps I can. But we are to do some walking on our hands first,” went on Andy. “I’d rather do some stunts on the bars and rings—it is more in my line,” he added. “I wish he would challenge me to do the giant’s swing against him—then I’d feel sure I could beat him.”