“Tom,” said Sammy, slapping him on the back, “you fell down just in time.”
“Sorry, but I’m so fat, you know!” grinned Tom, and everybody laughed.
Jed Burr was grumpy all the rest of that day. He kept away from the games at recess. Bob noticed him and two or three of his favorite chums talking together in a mysterious way.
“Tell you, Frank,” he said, a little later, “Jed looks pretty ugly at us.”
“Oh, he’ll get over it,” replied Frank, lightly.
“One of Jed’s friends hinted to me to-day that we’d better look out.”
“Pshaw, Jed Burr is just squelched,” said Sammy.
The seat the teacher gave Tom was not very comfortable for him. Bob had an end desk, and gave it up to Tom till the teacher could arrange for some other. Bob took the desk of a scholar who was absent.
The next morning was announced for a spelling contest. This meant high marks for those who spelled best, and there was a great deal of talk and excitement over it.