“What?”asked Roy.
“I would—would punch his head,” replied Jack, and manner, look, and gesture showed how pugilistic were his inclinations at that moment.
“Who was it, Roy?”he continued, “I wasn't on the stage just at that time, you know.”
“I do not know,” replied Henning slowly.
“Mental reservation,” said Bracebridge laughing.
“I do not know,” repeated Roy, and his friends could get no more out of him.
“By the way,” said George McLeod, “are you going to finish taking the subscriptions for the pitcher's cage to-day, Roy?”
“Yes,” answered Roy. “The boys seem to have plenty of money now, and we want only about twenty-six dollars more.”
“That's splendid,” said George, “we must have that cage ready by the time classes begin again after the Christmas holidays.”