"
"I am working"--Glass dragged his protege about the room
regardless of complaints that were muffled by the thickness of
the sweaters--"for my life, and I'll be out of a job Saturday.
Now, get under that shower!"
CHAPTER XIII
"Do you know, Larry, I'm beginning to like these warm showers;
they rest me." As he spoke, Wally took his place beneath the
barrel and pulled the cord that connected with the nozzle. The
next instant he uttered a piercing shriek and leaped from beneath
the apparatus, upsetting Glass, who rose in time to fling his
charge back into the deluge.
"Let me out!" yelled the athlete, and made another dash, at which
his guardian bellowed:
"Stand still, or I'll wallop you! What's got into you, anyhow?"
The heads of Stover and Willie, thrust through the door, nodded
with gratification.
"It's got him livened up considerable," quoth the former. "Listen
to that!" It seemed that a battle must be in progress behind the
screen, for, mingled with the gasping screams of the athlete and
the hoarse commands of the trainer, came sounds of physical
contact.
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