indignation in his eyes.

"Did you swallow a bone?" queried Ned.

"Bone nothing."

"Then, please tell us the cause of all this unseemly disturbance.
Your table manners are about the worst I ever saw, Stacy Brown."

"Water," gasped Stacy.

"Here," twinkled Walter, passing the pail.

"What's the matter with the water?" demanded Ned.

"Somebody's been putting old eggs in it. I believe you did that, Ned
Rector, just to tease me."

Ned did not understand what the fat boy meant.

"Here, pass that pail. Is there anything the matter with that water,
Walt? You got it."

"I think it is thoroughly good, wholesome water," replied Walter,
holding his head low over his plate that they might not observe his
amusement.

"Ugh!" exclaimed Ned, after tasting the liquid. He hurled the
remaining contents of the cup full into the camp-fire.