“I wonder whether Andy Grant can row?” said John Larkin.
Conrad laughed.
“He can hoe corn and potatoes better than he can row, I fancy,” he said.
“He’s a first-rate fellow,” said Larkin, warmly.
“He’s poor and proud, that’s what he is. I called at the farm this morning and he insulted me.”
“Are you sure it wasn’t the other way?”
“Look here, John Larkin, if you don’t treat me with more respect I won’t associate with you.”
“Do as you like,” said John, independently. “I’d just as soon associate with Valentine or Andy.”
“My father can buy out both their fathers.”
“That don’t make you any the better fellow. Why are you so anxious to win this prize? Is it the money you are after?”
“No. If I want ten dollars my father will give it to me. It isn’t the money, but the glory that I think of.”
“If I had your practice I’d go in for it myself. I shouldn’t mind pocketing ten dollars.”
“No doubt it would be welcome to you.”
“Let me try your boat for a few minutes.”
“You can have it for ten minutes.”
“I would like it long enough to row over the course.”
“You can have it that long. I’m going over it again myself as soon as I have got rested from the last trial.”
John Larkin got into the boat and rowed very creditably, but was soon called in by the owner of the craft.
John began to ask himself what benefit he got from associating with Conrad, who showed his selfishness on all occasions.
“I wish he would get beaten, after all,” thought John; “but I don’t know who there is to do it. Valentine is only a passable rower, and Jimmy Morris has no boat of his own.”
Conrad came back in good spirits. He had beaten his former record by three-quarters of a minute.
“I’m sure of the prize,” he said, in exultation.
CHAPTER V.
The boat race.
As Andy rowed only in the evening, and Conrad practiced in the afternoon, it chanced that the coming rivals never met; nor was Conrad aware that Andy proposed to dispute the prize with him.
Even at first Valentine was surprised and pleased to observe how Andy handled the oars. Before the evening was over he demonstrated the fact that he was a first-class oarsman, much to the satisfaction of his friend.
“You must have had a good deal of practice at the gymnasium,” said Valentine.
“Yes; the director of the gymnasium, who is an all-around athlete, gave the boys special instruction, by which we all profited. He was a graduate of Harvard, and an old member of the University crew.”
“That accounts for it. Your rowing has a style to it that Conrad cannot show.”
“Probably he has never had any instructions.”
“Whatever he has accomplished has come by practice. He pulls a strong oar, but there is a roughness and lack of smoothness about his work. Still, he gets over the water pretty fast.”