"Is your canoe going to be a winner?" asked another boy.
"We expect so," Dick nodded.
"Great joke on Rip, isn't it?" grinned another.
"I can't say that his misfortune makes me especially happy," Prescott answered gravely.
"Well, I'm glad he was 'stung' on his pony," continued the other boy. "Rip is no good!"
"There is an old saying to the effect that, if we got our just deserts we'd all of us be more or less unhappy," smiled Dick.
"Rip won't be so chesty with us smaller boys," predicted another grammar school boy. "If he tries it on, all we've got to do is to ask him, 'How's horse flesh, Rip?'"
In spite of himself Dick could not help laughing at the thought of the mortification of the lawyer's son when he should be teased on so tender a point. Then Dick asked:
"Mart, is your uncle at his stand now?"
"I reckon he is," nodded Heckler.