"
"It almost seemed as if he got in the way on purpose,"
Linton continued.
"He is a friend of Randolph Duncan, is he not?" asked the
teacher, abruptly.
"They are together about all the time."
"Ha!" commented the teacher, as if struck by an idea. He didn't,
however, give expression to the thought in his mind.
A minute more, and Randolph swept into the presence of the teacher.
"I believe I have won?" he said, with a smile of gratification
on his countenance.
"You have come in first," said the teacher coldly.
"Luke was considerably ahead when he ran into Tom," suggested Linton.
"That's not my lookout," said Randolph, shrugging his shoulders.
"The point is that I have come in first."
"Tom Harper is a friend of yours, is he not?" asked the teacher.
"Oh, yes!" answered Randolph, indifferently.
"He seems to be a good deal hurt. It was very strange that
he got in Luke's way."
"So it was," said Randolph, without betraying much interest.
"Will you lend me your skates, Randolph?" asked Linton.
"I should like to go out and see if I can help Tom in any way."
If any other boy than Linton had made the request, Randolph
would have declined, but he wished, if possible, to add
Linton to his list of friends, and graciously consented.
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