“Poor Stuffer!” cried Pepper. “Now see what you get for pampering your stomach!”
“I wanted some more rice pudding but I didn’t dare to ask for it,” said Dale.
“I wanted some more meat,” came from Bart Conners. “But he wouldn’t let the waiter bring me any. I think this is the limit!”
“What made me mad was the way Reff Ritter grinned at me from the next table,” continued Stuffer. “He had all he wanted to eat, for they had Mr. Strong there.”
“Too bad Mr. Strong is going away,” was Jack’s comment. “I hope he doesn’t stay long.”
“When does he go?” inquired another pupil.
“To-morrow.”
“The only thing this Cuddle knows is lessons,” said Dale. “There is no denying he is learned—more so even than old Crabtree. But I must say I like him even less than Crabtree—and that is saying a whole lot.”
“I don’t see how Captain Putnam came to pick him out,” said Henry Lee. “There are plenty of good teachers to be had.”
“He came well recommended,” answered Jack. “I heard Mr. Strong say so.”