“Move yourself!” exclaimed Tom. “I’ve got as good a right here as you. I’m tired of chasing copy while you read books. I’m going to take a rest.”
“I’m studying, not reading,” said Larry. “Besides I carry my share of copy. It will be your turn in a minute.”
“Copy!” called Mr. Emberg, and Bud, who had moved to the first chair, jumped up and ran for it.
“It’s your turn next,” said Larry to Tom.
“I don’t care if it is,” was the answer.
“Copy!” cried Mr. Emberg’s assistant.
Tom did not leave his seat.
“It’s your turn,” repeated Larry.
“I don’t care if it is!” exclaimed Tom. “Go with it yourself if you’re in such a hurry.”
“Copy here!” was the cry. “Come, what’s the matter with you boys? Going to sleep?”