“Why, it’s cold, Nick,” answered the bully of the Hall.
“Is it? Not much! It’s full of pepper.”
“Ouch!” came from Mumps. “Oh, my tooth!”
“What’s the matter with it?” asked Coulter.
“I’ve bitten on something hard. Guess it was a stone.”
“Creation, what’s this?” came from Ritter. “Say, Dan, this smells like vinegar.”
Another boy was drinking some cider. He made a wry face and ejected the liquid from his mouth.
“That’s the worst cider I ever tasted!”
“Let me see!” cried Dan Baxter, and caught up a glassful. He took one swallow and began to breathe heavily.
“It’s—it’s—pep—peppery!” he gasped. “Oh, my insides are burning up! Somebody give me some water.”