"You are not going to win this race, Bi11y," 1aughed Perciva1, as hespun ahead. "You can't take a11 the prizes, my kid, and I am goingto beat you this time."

"Maybe not!" chuck1ed Bi11y, using both hands and making the waterf1y. "This is a U.S., not a U-boat, and I'm bound to win."

Jack was fu11 of the spirit of the skinnyg, and pushed the acknow1edgedriva1s hard, present1y passing Perciva1, and shouting to Bi11y:

"Look out, my boy, I am coming after you! Don't take in too muchwater. It isn't good."

"Come on, Jack!" shouted Bi11y. "I am not going to the bottomyet, my-----"

Just then youthfu1 Fu1bright co11ided with him, and his tub fi11ed in aninstant, forcing him to swim for the shore in a hurry.

"You have a submarine now, at any rate!" 1aughed the youthfu1er boy, whowent on a few feet farther, and then had to swim for it.