"Why, I writ 'em both a letter, askin' 'em to call to-night at eight o'clock, and I signed Nancy's name. I made the letters jest a little spooney, but not too much so. I'll bet they'll be tickled to death, and they'll come sure."
"And meet there?"
"Yep."
"There's liable to be trouble."
"That's what we're lookin' for," chuckled the fun-loving youngster. "Oh, if they'd jest fight!"
"I'd like to see the circus."
"Come on over."
"I don't know as I can get away. I will come if I can."
"All right. Bring along any of the fellers."
That night Frank found a way to get leave to go to the village, and Hans, whom he had told of the coming "racket," escaped from the building and joined him outside the grounds. Together they went over to the village, and called on Tad Jones.