"Any windows left?"
"I don't see anything that looks like glass left in them," laughed Conley.
"You watch the wheel a minute. I will go inside," said Phil.
He hurried into the car.
Phil could not repress a laugh at the scene that met his gaze.
"Hello, boys; what's going on in here?" called Phil.
"Say, Boss," spoke up Rosie the Pig. "If it's all the same to you, I think I'll get out and walk the rest of the way."
"Are we on time?" howled Teddy, poking his head in at the rear door.
"Better straighten the car out, for we should reach our town in a few minutes now—"
"I should say we would, at this gait," interrupted a voice.