“I am,” responded Buster, readily.
“So am I,” added the story-teller of the school.
“Then we’ll take you along, provided you don’t mind being crowded.”
“We won’t mind, if the young ladies won’t,” returned the fat youth.
“Oh, come in by all means!” cried Laura.
“We’ll make room somehow,” added Jessie.
A minute later the big car started on the way to Oak Hall, with Dave at the wheel and his uncle beside him.
“Looks familiar, doesn’t it?” called out Roger, as they spun along the turnpike.
“It certainly does!” answered Roger, and then he added, “What do you say to the old school song?”
“Fine!” came back the answer, and then the senator’s son commenced a song they all knew well, which was sung to the tune of “Auld Lang Syne.” The girls knew the song, too, and readily joined in.