do to pump; it'll make too much noise. Oh, here's some water in
the trough."

Dick succeeded in getting some of the dirt off his hands, which
he dried on his handkerchief. Then with a feeling of relief, he
took the road toward home.

Although he may be said to have failed most signally in his
design, he felt considerably better than if he had succeeded.

"Frank's a good fellow," he said to himself. "Some boys would
have been mad, and made a great fuss. But he didn't seem angry at
all, not even with John Haynes, and did all he could to screen
me. Well I'm glad I didn't succeed."

Dick reached home without any further mischance, and succeeded in
crawling in at the window without making any sound loud enough to
wake up his parents.

The next day John, who had been informed of his intention to make
the attempt the evening previous, contrived to meet him.

"Well, Dick," he said eagerly, "what success last night?"

"None at all," answered Dick.

"Didn't you try?"

"Yes."