“How do you get that way?” inquired Herb composedly.
“You’ll never get that way,” retorted Bob severely. “As I was saying when this lowbrow interrupted me, I was thinking that it might be a good idea to go nutting. The trees are full of nuts this year, and that frost we had a couple of nights ago will make it easy to get a raft of them. What do you say?”
“I say yes with a capital Y,” replied Joe.
“Hits me just right,” assented Herb.
“It’s the cat’s high hat,” was the inelegant way that Jimmy phrased it.
“It’s a go then,” said Bob. “Come around to my house a little after eight tomorrow morning and we’ll get an early start. Every fellow brings his own lunch, and we’ll take some potatoes along to roast in the woods.”
“Here’s hoping it will be a dandy day,” said Herb, as the boys parted at Bob’s gate.
“It looks as though it were going to be,” replied Bob, looking at the sky. “But after supper I’ll tune in and get the weather report by radio.”
“Anything you don’t do by radio?” asked Joe, with a grin.
“Oh, I set my watch by the Arlington signal every night and a few other things,” laughed Bob. “Fact is, I’m hanging around the receiving set every spare minute I have for fear I’ll let something get by me. Radio has got me, and got me for fair.”