Part 14

“It takes Lanky Larry’s pitching,” said Tom. “Dave has to get mad before he does his best work.”

“I wasn’t mad. I was cool as a cucumber,” David responded. “I have a nice friendly nature.”

“If it hadn’t been for my following the snuffbox,” Ben spoke up, “Joseph Hastings wouldn’t have come out here and given his party; and if he hadn’t given his party and told us to get our costumes up in the attic, I wouldn’t have noticed that wallpaper; and if I hadn’t noticed the wallpaper we’d never have found the treasure. Q. E. D.”

“There!” exclaimed David, “Ben’s off again! No, Professor, I was wrong; you couldn’t possibly be as learned as he is; nobody could.”

“I’ve half a mind to duck you for that,” said Ben.

“Come on!” retorted David, pretending to roll up his sleeves.

“Only it’s too soon after dinner,” answered the dark-haired boy. “I’ll overlook it this once; but don’t you do it again.”