"I wonder what Dr. Doolittle will say when he hears about it?" asked Jack.
"That's so. I've got to go on the carpet when I get back," exclaimed Frank. "I forgot all about it for a while. Well, I don't care what happens, now that we won."
"And we came mighty near losing when I caught that crab at the stake boat," put in Ward.
"It might have looked so for a time," said Frank, "but I really think it helped us to win. Waterside thought they had a big advantage and they hit up their stroke right away. They were rowed out before they knew it and we still had some wind left."
"Glad you look at it that way," replied Ward.
Practically all of the Riverview school lads had gone to see the race, so there was no crowd on hand to welcome the crew as they pulled their shell from the water at the boathouse. But there was one grim figure on hand and that was Professor Callum. His eyes sought out Frank.
"Dr. Doolittle is waiting for you," said the crabbed instructor. "You are to go up at once. I will be there!" he added significantly.
"Can't I change my clothes?" asked Frank, for he was in his racing togs.
"I suppose so," was the grudging answer, "but don't be long."
"It's like going to the dentist's; isn't it?" asked Andy of his brother, as the two were dressing in their room.