"I wouldn"t believe either of them under oath!"
"You are a doubter anyway. We"ll wait and see what will occur."
CHAPTER XXIX.
TALK OF A TOUR.
There was a rap on the door, which immediately popped open, and in bobbed a head, thatched with carroty hair, upon which was perched a crumpled cap. A freckled, jolly face was wrinkled into a cheerful grin, and a voice that was made up of bubbles and hollows cried:
"h.e.l.lo, chaps! I just looked in to see if you were doing well, as the cook said to the lobster, when she lifted the sauce-pan lid."
"Come in, Stubbs," invited Frank, promptly--"come in and make yourself as big a nuisance as possible."
"No need to tell me to do that," piped the lad at the door, as he bounced into the room. "I always make myself a nuisance wherever I am.
It is my policy."
He was a little short-legged fellow, with a roly-poly body and twinkling eyes. Good nature bubbled out all over him. At a glance you could see he was the sort of chap who would try to be merry under almost any circ.u.mstances.
This was Bink Stubbs, a lad with whom Frank and Harry had recently become acquainted. Frank had picked him up because of his merry ways and quaint sayings of the wise and humorous order.
"Have you fellers got any smokers?" asked Bink, as he deposited himself on a chair.
"No, we haven"t got any smokers," answered Harry. "And the last time you were here, Bruce Browning said you swiped a whole package of cigarettes from him."
Stubbs tried to look horrified, and then cried:
"Well, I"ll be hanged! as the picture said when it found the cord was tied to it."
"You know neither of us smoke," said Merriwell.
"I know you pretend you do not, but I don"t know that you are not bluffing when you say so."
"What"s that? Do you mean to insinuate that I am lying? Why, I"ll step on you, Stubbsie!"
"In that case my days are numbered, as the calendar said to the blotter."
There was a sound of voices outside the door, and then, with very little ceremony, three lads came filing into the room.
There were Browning, Diamond and Griswold.
"Get up, you little villain!" said Bruce, as he collared Stubbs and yanked him off the easy-chair. "Don"t you know enough to let other folks have a chance to sit down, you lazy little rascal?"
And then, with a sigh of relief, Bruce deposited his corpulent form on the chair.
Stubbs bristled up, as if he meant to fight, then seemed to change his mind, and shook his head and remarked:
"Such things are bound to a cur, as the dog said when he looked at the tin can that was tied to his tail."
The boys were welcomed by Frank and Harry, and Merriwell said:
"I"m glad you fellows dropped in. I want to find out how many of you are going to take that bicycle trip across the continent during the summer vacation."
"Jeewhiskers!" grinned Danny Griswold. "Think of Bruce Browning, the champion lazy man at Yale, riding a bicycle across the continent. The exertion of riding across the campus would utterly prostrate him."
"Um!" grunted Bruce. "It"s singular that small things annoy one worst."
"Oh, yes," returned Danny, promptly; "even a little mosquito bores me frightfully."
"Say, Griswold," piped Stubbs, "that"s a bad habit to get into."
"What"s a bad habit to get into?" demanded Danny, bristling up resentfully.
"That suit of clothes you have on," said Stubbs, whimsically. "It"s a miserable fit."
"Well, you"ll have a bad fit if I get after you!" exclaimed Griswold, hotly. "You"re a base fraud and an impostor! You are trying to steal my thunder by reading the same comic papers that I do. If you keep this up you"ll use up all of my original jokes."
"Oh, well," said Stubbs, "cough up a cigarette and I"ll let you forgive me. I"m dying for a whiff."
Griswold hesitated, and then flung a package of cigarettes at Bink, who skillfully caught them, extracted one, closed the package, and tossed it back. A moment later the little chap had lighted the cigarette, and, as he deposited himself at full length on a tiger-skin rug, he puffed out a great whiff of smoke, and murmured:
"Now I have something to blow about, as the cyclone said when it lifted a house and barn into the next State."
"Speaking about clothes," said Browning, languidly, "did you see Goldstein, the tailor, to-day, Rattleton?"
"Yes, I saw him," nodded Harry.
"And did you tell him I said I would settle that little bill?"
"Sure."
"That"s kind of you. Did he seem convinced?"
"He said he was."
"Was what?"
"Convinced that you lied."
This provoked a laugh. When the laughing had ceased, Griswold sagely observed:
"It is remarkable that man is the only animal that can lie standing up."
"Say, you chaps," called Frank, "drop this sort of chatter, and answer my question. How many of you are in for spending the summer vacation in a bicycle trip across the continent?"
"You"ll have to excuse me," said Griswold, as he followed Stubbs"