"I should say not! I'd have tackled him if he had, though he's bigger than I am."
"Leave him to me," said Frank significantly.
They rowed leisurely down the river, for they had finished their lessons early that day and had several hours to themselves.
"This is a clumsy old tub, but it's great to be out in even this," said Frank. "Oh, if we only had our boats here!"
"I wonder if we couldn't send for them?" ventured Andy.
"It's a little too late this year, but if we stay I've a good notion to do it. Pull a little on your left, we're drifting too near the bank."
Andy did as requested, and, as he looked over his shoulder to see the course, he uttered an exclamation.
"Here comes the Waterside eight! Look how they pull! I wonder if Tom Crawford is in it?"
"That isn't a freshman shell," declared Frank.
"Why not?"