“Tommy’s dander is up,” said Tom Walton, as the battalion marched up the street.
“It doesn’t take much to bring his wrath up to the boiling-point,” I replied.
“I think you have given them an awful heavy dose to-day, Wolf, if all the stories are true,” added Tom, rubbing his hands as though he enjoyed the situation.
“What stories?”
“They say that Colonel Wimpleton, or Waddie, made you captain of the Ucayga.”
“That’s so.”
“And your father the engineer.”
“That’s so, too.”
“Then the boat beat the Lightning Express both ways.”
“All true.”