Si Peters looked decidedly crestfallen. For several minutes he had nothing to say. Then some of his friends whispered into his ear.
“You must do it, Si,” said one of the number.
“All right, I will,” replied Peters doggedly, and hurried to the judges’ boat.
“I claim a foul!” he cried out loudly.
Every one was astonished, and none more so than Jerry.
“Where were you fouled?” asked one of the judges.
“Up at the turning point.”
“That is a falsehood!” cried Jerry indignantly. “I never came anywhere near you.”
“I’m telling the truth,” said Si Peters. “If he hadn’t fouled me I would have beaten with ease.”