Part 10 (1/2)
”That isn't a circ.u.mstance to what's coming to you. I'll wait till I get back to school, next fall, and then I'll take it out of you. You'll have something coming to you all summer. Did I paint Walt's eye that way?”
”You did. It's up to you to apologize to him now.”
”Apologize?”
”Yes; that's what I said.”
”I like that! I have a good notion to apologize by painting the other eye the same color,” growled Teddy.
”But, what does all this mean?” urged Phil, looking about him, still a bit dazed.
”It means that we fellows wanted to give you and Teddy a little supper. It isn't much, but there are sandwiches and cookies and pie and lots of other stuff that you'll like.”
”Cookies?” interrupted Teddy, his face relaxing into a half smile.
”Yes.”
”We knew you wouldn't come, so we planned to kidnap you both and bring you over here by main force. After we eat supper we'll have a little entertainment among ourselves. Walter is going to sing--”
”What's that? Walt going to sing?” demanded Teddy, halting on his way to inspect the table.
”Yes.”
”Then I'm going, right now!” answered the lad, turning sharply and heading for the door.
”Why, why--”
”I've heard him sing before. Good night!”
”Come back here,” laughed Phil, grabbing his companion by the shoulder. ”We can stand even Walter's singing if he can. But really, fellows, we can't stay more than fifteen or twenty minutes.”
”Why not?”
”Because we must get to the train. Were we to be left we might come in for a fine. Mr. Sparling is very strict. He expects everybody to live up to the rules. I'm sorry, but--”
”It's all fixed, Phil. No need to worry,” President Billy informed him.
”Fixed? What do you mean?”
”With Mr. Sparling.”
”You--you told him?”
”Yes.”
”See here, Billy Ford,” interrupted Teddy.
”What is it, Teddy?”
”Did you say Boss Sparling was in on this little kidnaping game-- did he know you were going to raise roughhouse with--with us?”