CHAPTER VI
AN UNEXPECTED MEETING
“Well,” remarked Fenn, after a somewhat long pause, “I don’t know how you fellows feel about it, but I think they’ve rather put it all over us; eh Bart?”
“Somewhat,” admitted the leader of the Darewell Chums. “But it isn’t so bad as I expected. I wonder where we are, anyhow?”
“Might be ten miles away,” observed Frank.
“I’ll wager we’re not more than half a mile from home,” came from Ned. “They drove roundabout to fool us.”
“That’s what I think,” remarked Bart. “Anyhow we’ve got to stay here an hour, and I don’t much fancy it, either. But since we’ve gone this far we might as well go the whole distance, I suppose. It’s a good thing it’s comparatively warm, or it wouldn’t be any fun staying here. Where are we, anyhow.”
“I’m going to find out!” declared Fenn suddenly.