"If you want to know what I honestly think," he heard himself saying, "I'd call it a beastly shame to sell out."
There was a shout of approval. There was only one boy who did not join in the hubbub; it was Weldon.
"How much would Carter give us apiece?" he asked.
"Shut up, you old grafter!" snapped Roger Bell. "There's no use in your knowing. You're voted down already. Kip's perfectly right. We don't want the Echo's money."
"Tell Carter there's nothing doing," put in a high voice.
"You decide, then, to bequeath the March Hare to 1921 with our blessing?" asked Paul, with a laugh.
"Sure we do!"
"We are poor but honest!" piped Charlie Decker, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling with a gesture that brought a roar of applause. Charlie was the class joke.
A gong sounded.
"There's the bell!" cried somebody. "All aboard for Greek A!"