“I can tell you, Andy Snow is a wonder! And he did it with that hurt wrist, too!”
So the cries ran on, while Gus Coulter sneaked away and out of sight. Pepper, Jack, and the others surrounded Andy. They saw he was very pale.
“It was too much for you, Andy,” said the young major. “Come on out in the fresh air,” and he led the way. On the campus he ran into Reff Ritter once more.
“Ritter, what do you mean by bumping into me,” he said, sharply.
“I wasn’t bumping into you,” was the sharp reply. “Say, maybe you’d like to meet me in the gym. some day,” went on the bully.
“At chinning?” asked Jack.
“No, on the bars, or the flying-rings.”
“I am not afraid to meet you on the flying-rings,” answered Jack, for that form of gymnastics appealed to him.
“All right, when do you want to meet me?”
“Any time you say.”