"That's easily got over," went on Rand. "There is Jack, Dick and you and I for the crew, with Gerald for coxswain."
"And where do I come in?" questioned Pepper.
"You don't come in," answered Gerald. "You stand on the bank and root for us."
"Root!" cried Pepper; "what do you think I am—a pig?"
"That reminds me—" broke in Dick.
"No it don't," objected Donald; "we have no time to listen to your anecdotes."
"Do you think we have any chance against them?" asked Jack.
"I would no say we had no chance," replied Donald; "but, in my opinion, 'tis no much to brag about."
"That reminds me—" began Dick once more.
"What, against?" said Donald.