“You would—would you?” said Henderson. “Well, I wouldn’t, then. That banner and medal ought to belong to a Central company. All’s fair in love and war,” he added, winking at Green.
“Well, I know that Company D will do its level best this afternoon, and I don’t believe that anybody wants those prizes any more than we do, but if we win, we’ll win fair,” answered Hamlin, and Gordon, who had just joined the group, added quietly, “So we will, Hamlin.”
“Not much danger of Company D winning,” said Henderson with a sneer. “The good little boys will get left again, this time.”
“Perhaps—if yesterday’s doings are repeated,” said Hamlin significantly, as the bell called them to order.
Gordon and Hamlin were the only members of Company D at school that morning, and Mr. Horton dismissed them at one o’clock.
As they left the building Hamlin said, “Gordon, I believe Henderson means to play us some mean trick like that they served Company B yesterday. He’s bound and determined to win the prizes, and I believe that he’ll stop at nothing to gain his end.”
“I’m a good deal of your opinion, Hamlin,” Gordon replied. “He’s perfectly unscrupulous, but I really don’t believe that he could rattle us as he did them yesterday. You see, we shall be on the lookout for him, now.”
“I don’t think myself that that plan would succeed with our men, but you see he’ll probably hatch up some new scheme that we haven’t thought of,” said Hamlin.
“Well, we won’t borrow trouble, Hamlin,” said Gordon. “We’ve only to do our best, and not worry over what may happen.”
Again, as on the day before, Crawford and Freeman were in one of the boxes, and Henderson was with them, and Clark again joined Edith and her friends, but to-day he was even more grave than usual, and his dark eyes cast quick, searching glances here, there and everywhere, but most frequently at the end of the row, where Baum, Green, Coyle and others of the Antis were gathered.