"We ought to be able to get up some good races," remarked Dave.
"You'll disgrace Gridley High School, though, unless you drop
Danny Grin and Greg Holmes," retorted Susie.
"Now, don't be too hard on us, Miss Sharp," tantalized Greg, "just because we tried to dissuade you from committing a crime with the otherwise laudable intention of feeding us when our money runs out."
"If you will only leave Greg and Dan out," proposed Clara, "you may call on any two of us girls that you want to take their places in the canoe on race days."
"Whew!" muttered Dick suddenly.
"What's wrong?" demanded Belle.
"Don't mind Prescott," urged Tom Reade. "Just as we left shore on the other side someone threw a stone into the lake and raised a succession of ripples, which rocked the canoe a bit. So—-well, you've all heard of sea sickness, haven't you?"
"We might feel worse than sea sick," Dick went on, "if we had raced, and then suddenly remembered that we have no authorization from Gridley High School to represent the school in sporting events."
Tom's face fell instantly. Dave Darrin, too, looked suddenly very serious.
"What's the matter?" asked Laura anxiously.