“Didn’t you tell him about it?” asked the tall lad of Ned.
“No, Jerry, I forgot.”
“What’s the game?” inquired Bob.
“Why, Ned and I talked it over,” said Jerry, “and we decided it would be a good stunt, as long as we’re going to take our car to college with us, to motor down in it instead of going by train. I supposed he had told you, but I guess there was so much going on that he forgot about it.”
“That’s right,” affirmed Ned.
“Motor down!” Bob exclaimed. “That will be swell! We can do it easily in a day, and we can take along our——”
“Lunch!” cut in Ned, taking care to have Jerry between him and Bob.
“Oh, you make me tired!” exclaimed the stout lad. “I was going to say take our trunks along, and save a lot of bother with the expressman.”
“That’s so,” Jerry said. “Let Chunky alone, Ned. He’s all right, even if he does eat five times a day.”