“I’d like to see them try and stop me,” answered Dick with a laugh. “I haven’t entered their school yet, you know, and I don’t owe them anything but a day’s board and lodging. You produce your school, Miss Emery, and I’ll look it over.”
“And if you like it you’ll come?” cried Harry, her blue eyes dancing. Dick hesitated, then:
“Yes, I’ll come if I like it!” he answered.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
“Come on, then!” cried Harry. “I’ll race you to the boat-house!”
[CHAPTER II]
DICK SOMES IS PERSONALLY CONDUCTED
I don’t think Dick tried very hard to win that race; at least, he exhibited no superhuman efforts; and the result was that Harry Emery won by several yards, finishing on one skate and trailing a blue streamer from the other foot like a banner of victory. She subsided on the edge of the boat-house porch, smiling and triumphant.