"Oh, well, you won't get any sympathy in this crowd," Tom assured
Hi glumly. "You were party to this, and all that disturbs you
is that any one should dare take the same kind of a liberty with
you. We don't care what happens to you, now, Martin."

"What shall we do with Martin, anyway?" demanded Dan Dalzell.

"Nothing," returned Dick crisply. "He isn't worthy of having
anything done to him."

"Let's call 'Ted' with all our might," proposed Harry.

"You can, if you want to," Dick rejoined. "I doubt if he is now
near enough to hear you. Even if he did hear, he'd only snicker
and run further away."

After a few moments more Dick and his chums, as though by common
consent, squatted on the sand near the edge of the pond. It was
warmer for them that way. Martin edged over close to them. Not
one member of Dick & Co. did the captain of the North Grammar
nine really like, but in his present woeful plight Hi wanted human
company of some kind, and he could not very well go in search
of people who wore all their clothing.

While the swimmers had been occupied in the water at the lower
end of the pond, Ted Teall had been wonderfully busy.

First of all, Ted had loaded himself with about half the clothing
belonging to Dick & Co. The shoes he had carried by tying each
pair by means of the laces and swinging three pair around his