"That's all I'm going to do—think about it," said Dave, decidedly.
"But—but—"
"No force could possibly budge me."
The others finally came up, and listened gloomily.
"There isn't a particle o' use in the whole crowd going," argued Tim; "let's draw lots."
"All right," agreed Bob.
A few minutes later six were howling with merriment, while Tommy Clifton, highly indignant, held a paper which had written upon it the word "stung."
"Tommy's scared," grinned Jack.
"Scared nothing!" snapped Tom, hotly. "I'll show you if I'm scared."
Bob leaned over and whispered in the stout boy's ear: