"He's a jolly dog," said Tom to Frank.

"But, say, I've been thinking of having some fun with him before
this spread comes off."

"Let me in on the ground floor," pleaded Frank, who always wok a
great interest in Tom's jokes.

"I will, on one condition, Frank."

"And what is that?"

"That you loan me that masquerade suit you have in your trunk.
The one you used at that New Year's dance at home."

"You mean that Indian rig?"

"Yes."

"Hullo, I reckon I smell a mouse!" laughed the senator's son. "I
heard you giving Hans that yarn about us training to fight
Indians."'

"Did you indeed."

"I did indeed; and I heard Hans say that he wanted nothing to do
with the Indians."

"Well, he's going to have something to do with at least one