“Yes,” said Rupert, sullenly.
“How did it happen?”
“I stumbled and fell.”
“I am sorry. I hope you are not hurt.”
“No, I am not hurt—that is, not much.”
By this time the other skaters were standing round the two rivals.
“Tom, I congratulate you on your victory,” said Harry Julian.
“What victory?” demanded Rupert, quickly.
“His victory in the race, to be sure, Rupert.”