“Gracious, but you’re peppery!” said Andy.
“I’ll pepper you some day!” howled Werner, and then turned on his heel and strode off, looking anything but pleasant.
“Gee! but he takes it hard,” remarked Walt.
“How foolish,” returned Gif. “Even if I was disappointed, I wouldn’t show it.”
It was now Jack’s turn to shoot, and he did so without delay. His first two shots were not particularly good, but then he found the bull’s-eye twice in succession, much to the amazement of all the onlookers.
“Say, there’s shooting for you!”
“Fred, you’d better look to your laurels or Jack will beat you,” cried Spouter.
“I want him to beat me—if he can,” answered Fred generously.
And beat his cousin Jack did by just one point. He scored a total of forty-three, while Fred had forty-two.
Barrow came in for third place with forty points, and Werner fourth with thirty-nine points. Frank Newberry was fifth, and a cadet named Henkerson sixth.