make the running easier, they say. I hope I don't disappoint them."
"You won't, I am sure," said Frank encouragingly.
The next day was Saturday. The weather was ideal, and the boys anticipated a great deal of pleasue for the holiday.
Frank was pleased when his friend, Ned Foreman, showed up about ten o'clock. Ned looked neat and handsome In the light checked suit Frank had given him. He was modest and natural, and Ritchie and his crowd treated him nicely.
There was the first ball game of the series after lunch. Then the whole school adjourned to the training track for the foot race.
Banbury, Mace and their chums were in great evidence. The ball game had come out a tie, and even this barren honor swelled them up considerably. Banbury was gotten up In a flashy sporting suit, as though he was in for the championship of the world, and Mace was also overdressed. Bob wore his every-day clothes. He looked eager and hopeful as Frank helped him put on his running shoes.
The evening previous Bob's remarkable test run had been noised around the school, and Frank somewhat wondered at the vaunting spirit shown by the Banbury crowd.
