"It sure is," agreed Frank.
The Racer boys did not find their first day of study hard. They were, in fact, a little ahead of their class and were complimented by Professor Dickson in mathematics. But it was a different story in the Latin recitation, over which "Old Thorny," as he was called, presided.
Frank failed in giving some case endings, and Professor Callum, looking up from his book, exclaimed with a sour smile:
"I see you are not well prepared, Racer. You remain after class and write me fifty lines of Latin prose."
It was a stiff dose, but Frank never flinched. He realized that this was the first clash with the vindictive teacher, and part of his revenge for the interference in the episode on the boat.
"All right, I can stand it if he can," thought Frank. "And I'd do the same thing over again if Miss Gertrude was in trouble."
Somehow the thought of the pretty girl seemed to make his task less hard.
Nor did Andy come out scathless for he slipped up on a comparatively simple question in Latin conjugation, one that he knew perfectly well. But perhaps he was nervous over his brother's fate.
"Ah, another Racer fallen," said the professor with an attempt at a joke. "Fifty lines. Next!"
Frank and Andy finished their tasks about the same time. They found Jack waiting for them outside the recitation hall.