“It sounds pretty good to me, too,” promptly seconded Don. “What do you think of sending us there, Dad?”
“It is just my idea of the right place to send you,” said Mr. Mercer, heartily. “I know the three of you will be happy together, and I think a military academy life will do you a world of good. If you think you would enjoy it at Woodcrest, go there by all means.”
The boys spent the rest of the day talking about the coming year at school. On the following day Terry climbed into Jumpiter and prepared to leave them.
“Thanks a lot for a swell time,” the red-headed boy said. “I’ve had a marvelous time, I assure you. But the best of it all is that we’ll be together in the fall.”
“That’s right,” the Mercer boys agreed. “We’ll see you at the academy in a few weeks. So long, Terry.”
“So long,” nodded the pilot of Jumpiter. With the cheerful grin which characterized him he whirled out of the drive in his battered car.
“Well,” said Jim, as they turned back to the house, “I suppose we’ll have some more adventures when we get to school. Wonder what they’ll be?”
Jim was right in more ways than one. What adventures did befall the brothers and their red-headed friend will be set forth in the second volume entitled, The Mercer Boys at Woodcrest.
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