"I read about that expedition!" cried Roger. "There was an account of it in this morning's Times."
"When was it to start?" asked Dave, anxiously.
"I don't know."
"Do you know, Jasniff?"
"Not exactly—some time this week, I think."
"Was my sister Laura going with my father?" went on Dave, anxiously.
"No."
"Where is she?"
"I give it up."
"Jasniff, tell me the truth!" And again Dave looked at the runaway sternly.