“Do you remember,” asked Ned, reminiscently, as they motored onward, “that the seniors were going to hold a meeting at Boxwood Hall, once, and that we broke it up?”
“I should say I do remember!” exclaimed Jerry.
“Well—” Ned spoke suggestively.
“Oh,” said Jerry.
Bob’s eyes showed interest.
“Something doing?” he queried.
“Better hang around a bit and watch,” advised his tall chum.
“You get my meaning, I see,” said Ned, with a laugh.
The recruiting officer at Richfield was both interested and delighted at the call of the boys. He was delighted at getting such fine-appearing recruits, for the motor boys were above the average in physique, though it could not be denied that Bob was a bit fat.