“Can’t tell you that, Sis,” he replied. “It’s a secret.”
“But I wanted to talk to you. And it’s only a little after eight o’clock.”
“I know, but I’m a busy guy. Important affairs!”
“With whom?”
Freckles hesitated; then he decided to tell part of his secret.
“The fellows up here have a secret band. It’s called the ‘Wild Guys of the Road.’ I was initiated last night.”
Mary Louise burst out laughing. She couldn’t help it. “The ‘Wild Guys of the Road’!” she repeated. “Regular hold-up men?”
“Well, not exactly,” replied her brother. “But we’ve got some exciting adventures on.”
“Who is the leader?”
“Robby Smith. He’s got some swell ideas.”