water.

"Hardly ten feet from where my clothes lie," added Hi Martin,
his face solemn, but with an inward chuckle over the rage of six
boys that he knew was soon to follow.

"But where are your clothes, Martin?" asked Tom, staring about
him. "Where is anybody's clothes?"

The look in Hi's face changed rapidly. He took a few swift, strong
strokes that bore him to shore.

Then, indeed, Martin's wrath and disgust knew no bounds. For
his clothing was as invisible as that of the Central Grammar boys.




Chapter IX

HI MARTIN TRIES TO MAKE TERMS


"Confound that fellow Teall!"

This angry expression slipped past Hi's lips unguardedly.

By this time Dick Prescott was on shore. His quick, keen glances
took in the patent fact that some one had removed all the discarded
clothing from sight.