"You might as well! You don't know anything more about a boat than the rest of us," added one of the crew.
"I have nothing more to say," answered Wash Barker, with some show of dignity, as he left his seat at the tiller lines, and took another place. "Every fellow wants to be coxswain except me, and you may do what you please now."
Dory began to feel a higher degree of respect for the coxswain of the Dasher, and so did the rest of the crew of the Winooski. The Beech Hill boys were greatly interested in the dissensions among their opponents, and they could not help contrasting their own splendid discipline with that of the Chesterfields.
"Will you oblige me with the name of the coxswain of the other boat?" asked Dory, addressing the retired officer of the Dasher.
"His name is Madison Twinker, but we all call him Mad," replied Wash Barker.
"What did you tell him for, Wash?" yelled one of the gentlemanly students of the Chesterfield Collegiate Institute.
"I know how to answer a civil question," replied the late coxswain, as he settled down in his seat, and turned his back to his crew.
Dory directed his crew to pull a few strokes and thus enable him to secure a position within talking distance of the coxswain of the Racer.
Before he could speak to Mad Twinker, the members of his crew began to shout at him, telling him not to give up the clothes. The discipline in this boat was no better than in the other. Dory repeated his request to the remaining coxswain of the squadron.