“I don’t care how big he is. If he says I cheated, he lies!”
Gerald had unconsciously raised his voice and a big, ungainly looking youth, who at that moment emerged from one of the showers, heard and turned toward them.
“Who lies, Pennimore?” he demanded threateningly.
“You do if you say I cheated this morning, Hiltz!”
“You look out, Money-bags, or you’ll get something you won’t like,” threatened Hiltz.
“Then you take that back,” said Gerald shrilly.
“Take back nothing! I said you cut the course, and you did, and you know you did. You gained at least twenty yards on me. If it wasn’t for that I’d have beaten you easily.”
“That’s a lie!”
Hiltz stepped forward and aimed a blow at Gerald, but Arthur Thompson caught the older boy’s fist on his arm.