"Oh, I'm glad I insisted on this individual race!" Gradually, and, to those on shore it seemed painfully, Dick gained on the leader.

Still, when the race was almost over, Hi was well in the lead.
"Hi Martin! Hi Hi Hi!" yelled the North Grammar boys, dancing and tossing their caps in their glee.

"Prescott, where art thou?
Say, what did you try to get into the race for ?" "Now, I'll show the folks a few things," Hi resolved, putting on the best spurts of speed that were in him.

It was truly a fine performance for a Grammar School boy.
Yet, to the amazement of most of the onlookers, Dick also was doing some very speedy swimming now.

A yard he gained on Martin, then another and another.