“Randall manners! What do you mean?” asked Tom.
“A little while ago,” she explained, “just before you boys came, I was standing near a pillar. Someone came up behind me, and snatched my program from my hand. Before I could stop him he had scribbled his name down. But I rubbed it out.”
“Do you mean a Randall man did that?”
“He did.”
“Who was he?”
“Mr. Shambler.”
“That lout again!” murmured Tom. “I’ll teach him a lesson.”
“No, don’t,” begged Madge. “I told him what I thought of him myself.”
“Good!” exclaimed Tom, and then he detailed the circumstances to his chums. They agreed that Jake Shambler would have to be taught a severe lesson if his “freshness” did not subside soon.