"We have the Hardy boys to thank for this spread," said Jerry. "Let's give 'em three cheers."
The boys roared out their "hip, hip, hurrah!" three times, while Joe and Frank looked acutely uncomfortable. They looked still more uncomfortable when Slim Robinson got up, pushing back his chair.
"I'd like to say something, fellows, if you don't mind."
"Three cheers for Slim!" yelled some one.
So the boys gave Slim three cheers, and he gulped and blushed crimson.
"Speech!"
The cry was taken up.
"Speech! Speech!"
"I'm not going to make any speech," he said. "I only want to say something."
"Go ahead!"