ve you a sound thrashing for what you just did. As it is, I expect you to apologize or else take the consequences."
"Huh! I suppose you mean by that you'll play sissy and report me," said the bully.
"No, I won't report you, but I'll see to it that you get what is coming to you," answered Jack.
"Knowing he is an officer and can't fight you, you took a mean advantage of Jack," broke in Gif Garrison. "You ought to be thrashed for it, Glutts."
"I don't think Bill meant to shove him down into the snow," put in Codfish, somewhat timidly.
"He did mean to do it!" said Jack quickly. "And he'll either apologize for his actions or he'll take the consequences."
"Well, I'll take the consequences, whatever they are," retorted Bill Glutts, with a sickly grin. "I know that race wasn't a fair one. Come on, fellows, let's get back to the Hall, it's almost supper time," and with that he trudged away, he and his cronies pulling the Yellow Streak behind them.
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