"Serves him right," answered Ned.
"I don't understand how this thing occurred," said the Professor.
"I think he got hung up by his belt, sir," answered Tad. "Wasn't that what happened, Stacy?"
"I—I guess so."
"Tell me about it," urged Tad.
"Ouch!" howled Chunky as Butler dabbed a wet cloth against the torn skin of the fat boy.
"Ned, you hold him."
"With pleasure," grinned Rector, taking firm hold of Stacy.
"You let go of me," raged Stacy.
"I am going to hold you, even if I have to tie you," retorted Ned. "If you don't want rough treatment just stand still and take your medicine. Tell us how it occurred. That will take your mind from your aches and pains."