“That sounds fine,” exclaimed George. “I say we include a tilting match by all means.”
“Two from our camp will take on two from yours,” suggested Thomas.
“All right,” agreed Grant. “We’ll enter our star team.”
“Entries will close one second before the match starts,” laughed Franklin Dunbar, a fat, round-faced boy, who had spoken but little thus far.
“And probably our team will be upset and in the water one second after the match starts,” laughed George.
“It’ll be fun anyway,” said Thomas. “When shall we have the games?”
“We were wondering about that too,” said Grant. “I guess almost any time will suit us though.”
“We’ll need some practice,” remarked Fred. “Don’t forget that.”
“Not much,” said Grant. “I say not to practice too much. We don’t want to make professional games out of them, you know.”
“That’s all right, too,” objected Fred. “At the same time we want to make them worth while and the better we all are the more fun they will be too. Don’t you think so?” and he appealed to the four young visitors for their opinion.