"As I have explained," smiled Dick Prescott, "the man on the clubhouse steps was alone, and——-"
"Get ahead faster!"
"So, being alone, he just naturally said——-"
"Well?" breathed the auditors. "Well?"
"He just naturally said—-nothing!"
"What?"
Dick dodged back, laughing. There were a few indignant vocal explosions among the assembled youngsters, followed by dangerous calm and quiet.
"Whenever you find yourself under trying circumstances, or when anger is surging within you, fellows, believe me, you'll always find it wiser to say just what the man on the clubhouse steps said—-which was nothing," Dick urged.
"And you got us all the way up here, at an appointed time, just to hear that?" demanded Spoff Henderson.
"It's worth the time it has cost you," Dick urged.