"Why not a strong lady," suggested Simon Scardale, with a grin, as he joined the group.
At his approach several girls moved away, as they did not like him. Guy was close in Simon's wake, and both boys nodded to Dick.
"Feeling pretty fit now, old chap?" asked Simon.
"Oh, I'm all right," answered Dick.
"Feel like having a game of billiards?" went on Simon. "I'll bet you ten dollars I can beat you on your own table."
"No, thank you," replied Dick, with a laugh. "I'm too busy looking after my guests to-night. Besides, I don't play for money. Come over some other time and I'll play you all you like, for fun."
"Stingy beast," muttered Simon, as Dick moved away to greet some newcomers, "and I need the money, too."
"Maybe you'd lose," suggested Guy.
"I don't play to lose," replied Simon, with an ugly leer.
The little feeling of strangeness which many of the boys and girls at first experienced gradually wore off, and soon the party was in full swing. All sorts of games were played, and Dick and his closest chums saw to it that there was no lack of liveliness. A number of the fathers and mothers of the younger children had accompanied them, and to these older folks Dick was attentive, seeing that they had seats, and sending the wait-
