"What's all the excitement?" demanded Len, ever keen for local news. One of the boys exclaimed to him what was in the wind.
"Then you'd better hurry up with your statement, Dick," Len advised.
"There'll be a riot here soon."
"Five o'clock was the time named," Prescott rejoined.
Just then the town clock began to strike.
"It's five o'clock now, Dick," called Greg.
"Yes," nodded Dick, "and I'm ready at last to redeem my promise."
"He's going to tell us!"
"Hurrah!"
"Shut up! We want to hear."
"You are all assembled here," Prescott continued, "to hear just what it was that the man on the clubhouse steps said."