"
John was glad to hear this. He felt that he could the more
readily induce Dick to assist him in his plans.
"Dick!" he said abruptly, looking round to see that no one was
within hearing-distance, "wouldn't you like to earn a two-dollar
bill?"
"For myself?" inquired Dick.
"Certainly."
"Is there much work in it?" asked indolent Dick cautiously.
"No, and what little there is will be fun."
"Then I'm in for it. That is, I think I am. What is it?"
"You'll promise not to tell?" said John.
"Honor bright."
"It's only a little practical joke that I want to play upon one
of the boys "
"On who?" asked Dick, unmindful of his grammar.
"On Frank Frost."
"Frank's a pretty good fellow. It isn't going to hurt him any, is
it?"
"Oh, no, of course not."
"Because I wouldn't want to do that. He's always treated me
well."
"Of course he has. It's only a little joke, you know."
"Oh, well, if it's a joke, just count me in. Fire away, and let
me know what you want done."
"You know that Frank, or his father, keeps pigs?"
"Yes.
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