Would it interest you any?"
"Would it?" glowed Dick. "Why, as much as it would please a ragpicker
to be carried off to a palace to live!"
"Do you care to come around and see us this afternoon?" pursued
Captain Sam. "Say three o'clock."
"I'd be delighted."
"Then come around and see us, Prescott. Maybe you'll be interested
in something that you see and hear."
"I wonder-----" began Dick, wistfully.
"Well, what?" asked Thomp.
"Could you possibly include my chums in that invitation? They're
all mightily interested."
"Yes," nodded Thompson, "they're interested, and they all helped
you to spring that trick on the Board of Education. It's more
than half likely that we owe the continuance of football this
season to Dick & Co."
"Bring your friends along, then," agreed Captain Sam Edgeworth,
though he solemnly hoped, under his breath, that he wasn't establishing
a fearful precedent by showing such wholesale cordiality to the
usually despised freshmen.
"We'll use all six of you as our mascots," laughed Thomp.
"And er---er---" began Dick, a bit diffidently, "we have something
that we've been talking over, and we want to suggest to you---if
you won't think us all too eternally fresh."
"Anyway, the idea'll have to keep," muttered Edgeworth, as the
gong clanged out. "There goes the end of recess."
The long lines were quickly filing in at two entrances? and the
work of the school day was on again.
It was barely a quarter of three when Dick & Co.
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