"Rowing. Walcott Hall should pull as good an oar as any prep. school in the East. What do we do?"
"It's what the other schools have always done to us, not what we do," sighed Red Phillips.
"Why is that?" demanded Cloudman, who knew little about boating of any kind.
"We never seem to develop good rowing material," Midkiff said.
"Don't go after it," Kingdon rejoined, with vigor. "Not as we do after football and baseball timber."
"Ain't that the truth?" drawled Peewee. "I'd like to see Old Hall set up a good eight-oared boat—I'd be cox."
"You're the right size—below your ears," said Red.
"If we had a shell," began Kingdon.
"Where? Here?" Midkiff demanded.
"Yes. Why not? Plenty of quiet water in that sound."