harticles."

Murmurs of disapproval rendered Dick bold.

"Suppose we say you've _got_ to take us to Hawley's," he said, warmly.

"Suppose you do," said Bob, coolly.

"I'd like to know what you'd say about it," said Dick, warmly.

"Say it and I'll let you know," said Bob, coolly,--so very coolly that
Dick was cooled.

A timely prudence enforced a momentary silence. He forebore taking a
position he might not be able to hold. "Say, boys, shall we _make_ him
take us to the grove?"

Bob smiled. Val Duke smiled, too, in his unobtrusive way, and
suggested modestly, "We ought to pay extra for extra work."

"Pay him another quarter and be done with it," said Kit Pott.

Beside being good-natured, Kit didn't enjoy the stopping there in the
middle of the road.

"It's mighty easy to pay out other people's money," sneered Dick,
resenting it that Kit seemed going over to the enemy.

Kit's face was aflame. His father had refused him any money to
contribute toward the picnic expenses, and here was Dick taunting him