"That isn't enough to get excited about," laughed Bob Somers.
"You haven't heard the worst. Some chap with more tongue than brains thought it was such a good joke he'd have to tell somebody else, and Mr. Barry happened to hear what he said. And——"
"What happened?" demanded Benny, even more faintly than before.
"Mr. Barry got angry—told Professor Hopkins he hadn't thought of it before, but if that was the way the school was talking he thought the idea might be a good one. If I knew who said it in the first place I'd punch him right here."
"Maybe some one could point him out," suggested "Crackers" Brown, pleasantly. "How about it, Spearman?"
Benny Wilkins made a determined effort to look innocent and unconcerned. It was a most distressing moment until he realized that Spearman, although he guffawed loudly, had nothing to say.
A solemn grin played about the corners of Brown's mouth.
"I'll bet it was you, 'Crackers'!" cried Tom.
"Couldn't have been I," mumbled Brown, "because I have more brains than tongue. I didn't do it. But if you want to scrap I'll accommodate you right now."
"Never mind," said Benny, joining in a roar of mirth. "Wait until they lose the next game."