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All his thoughts were centered on the forming of the Central Grammar eleven , and that plan now looked like a winner . `` We wo n't let the High School fellows have all the fun , '' young Prescott mused as he hurried along . He reached the rather large and handsome Davis house , rang the bell , delivered his books and then started back . His evening , up to nine o'clock , was now his own to do with as he pleased . Suddenly the thought of the happenings at noon came back to his mind . `` What a mean fellow that Dexter is ! '' muttered the Grammar School boy .