“If you’re hinting that I’m a lazy scholar,” remarked Pee Wee, “all I’ve got to say is that I’ll never be lonesome among you boobs.”
“Stop your chinning,” said Billy, “and answer my question.”
“One catches fish and the other catches a licking,” ventured Fred.
“Each one sometimes finds himself in deep water,” guessed Skeets.
“No,” said Billy. “They’re not so bad, but neither one’s the real answer.”
Finally the boys gave it up.
“One baits his hooks and the other hates his books,” chirped Billy.
A groan went up from the sufferers.
“I think that’s a pippin,” remarked Billy proudly; “but I’ve got another one that’s better still. Why is a—”
“Sic the dog on him!” ejaculated Mouser.