Here, let's go and find him!" "No, wait.

I'll tell Professor Wheeler about him when I go back; then if he thinks--If he did do it, Out, I'll lick him good for it!" "Hooray! And when you get through I'll take a hand, too.

But what do you suppose Remsen was going to tell ?" Joel shook his head.

They found Sproule in the room, and to him West spoke as follows: "Hello, Dickey! You're not studying?
It's not good for you; these sudden changes should be avoided." Sproule laughed, but looked annoyed at the banter.

"Joel and I have come up for a chat, Dickey," continued West.
"Now, you take your Robinson Crusoe and read somewhere else for a while, like a nice boy." Sproule grew red-faced, and turned to West angrily.
"Don't you see I'm studying?
If you and March want to talk, why, either go somewhere else, or talk here." "But our talk is private, Dickey, and not intended for little boys' ears.