“I’ve got to get back to Milwaukee to-night,” announced Pat, as he began to collect the sandwich papers into a pile.
“So do I,” agreed Mike. “Anybody want to come with me?”
“No, thank you,” replied Linda, rising from the ground. “I’ll take both the girls back to Green Falls with me in the ‘Ladybug.’”
“You aren’t afraid to fly at night?” inquired Pat.
“Mercy no! The only thing I’m worried about is Aunt Emily. She expected us for supper.”
“Perhaps she didn’t get there herself,” suggested Mike. “They had a motor trip and a boat trip both you know.”
“But Mr. Clavering’s cars and boats are always reliable,” returned Linda. “Oh, well, so long as we arrive before midnight, I don’t suppose that she’ll be terribly worried.”
“We’ll wait here till we see you safely up in the air,” concluded Mike. “Then Pat and I will be going.”
“Wait a minute!” exclaimed his brother, who had just finished his task of picking up the papers. “Look what I’ve found over here in the bushes!”
To the amazement of everyone, he held up a gray wig and beard, and a linen coat to their view.