“A cold bath in the morning is an excellent tonic. Hadn’t you ever heard that?”
“If I had I’d know now that it isn’t true. I didn’t think you could be as mean as that, Tad.”
“I didn’t think you could be so mean as to wake us up at three o’clock in the morning with your screeching. Why did you do it?”
“I–I was exercising my voice.”
“I should say so. But take my advice. Don’t use it that way again, especially so early in the morning. You’ll ruin it and then you won’t be able to sing at all.”
“That would be a catastrophe,” mumbled Chunky.
“A blessing to the Pony Rider Boys community, you mean. Hello!”
“What is it?” cried Stacy.
Tad was staring fixedly at a rope suspended between two small cedars near the tents. It was on this that some of the provisions had been hung the previous evening.
99“Where is that ham?” he demanded, apparently not having heard his companion’s question.