"I am afraid this is rather serious business, Dory," said Captain Gildrock. "It looks like a standing quarrel between our school and the Institute, and it may lead to disagreeable consequences. Of course the students on the other side will have their own story to tell, and probably I shall hear from Colonel Buckmill, who will claim damages for the injury done the barge."
"We had to recover our clothes, or come home without our shirts," pleaded Dory.
"I have no doubt you have told the story correctly as you understand it, but almost always there are two sides to any story. You appear to have acted with prudence and forbearance, and I have no fault to find with you," added Captain Gildrock. "We will wait and see what comes of the affair."
It may as well be said here that nothing came of it, and Colonel Buckmill was not informed in regard to the collision. The Racer was rowed to Westport that evening, and the next morning she had been repaired, and was in as good condition as ever. But the Chesterfields nursed their wrath, and vowed vengeance for the humiliation to which they had been subjected.
CHAPTER IX. A REBELLION IN THE SCHOOLROOM.
After breakfast on the following morning the students were provided with the new uniform, if so simple a suit could be dignified by such a title. It consisted of a sack, pants, and vest of blue flannel, and a cap on which was a monogram of the letters B. H. I. S. The buttons on the coat and cap were plain and nickel-plated, as was the monogram. It was a very neat dress, and most of the boys were pleased with it.
"Where is your uniform, Life?" asked Dory of the strike oarsman of the Winooski, as they were about to enter the school and shop building.