"That's the best fun we've had in a long time!" panted Jack, when the impromptu game was over.
"Yes, let's have it again to-morrow," added a well-built lad who had been playing center.
"I'm glad you Racer boys came here. You're waking us up," was a third comment.
"Wait; we haven't begun yet," said Frank with a laugh. "Have we, Andy?"
"That's right. I have a whole barrel of jokes yet that I haven't unpacked. Wait a bit."
"Better go slow on the jokes," warned his brother when they were alone. "Old Thorny is just waiting for another chance at us, and when it comes, as it's almost sure to, we won't get off so easy."
"Oh, don't borrow trouble," advised Andy with a laugh.
"I wish we could borrow a shell, or some kind of a boat to race in," went on Frank. "Come on down to the river. Bill Spalter isn't using his boat, and we'll have a little row. We will have time just before supper."
"I'm with you. Go ahead."
They went down the river about a mile and rowed back at such speed as "the tub" was limited to.