[CHAPTER IV]
THE DECISION
“Looks as if something was up,” whispered Bob to Ned, as the three chums slid into the house.
“That’s what it does,” agreed Ned. “I guess Mrs. Hopkins thought we were making too much of a racket on her front stoop.”
“We did raise a sort of row,” commented Jerry, tossing his hat on a peg of the rack. “But mother doesn’t care an awful lot about that. She’s heard noise before. There’s something else in the wind, believe me!”
Mrs. Hopkins, with the fathers of Bob and Ned, had withdrawn from the hall into the library, where they could be heard in low-voiced conversation.
“I wonder what the game is,” came from Ned. “Another family conference! Did you know they were going to have it, Jerry?”
The tall lad shook his head.
“Unless it’s about us I can’t imagine what it’s for,” he said. “But I reckon it does concern us. Well, we’ll have to take our medicine, I suppose.”
“Come in, boys,” called Mrs. Hopkins. “What we have to say concerns you as much as it does us.”