"Going to try that new motor cycle?" queried Dave, looking up.
"Yes."
"Well, don't let it run away with you," and Dave smiled broadly.
"No fear," said Roger, with a laugh, and left the dormitory.
The senator's son had received a new motor cycle the day before. It was a beautiful nickel-plated affair and Roger was very proud of it. He knew a little about motor cycles, so it did not take him long to get the machine in trim for use. He took a spin up and down the road, and let Dave and some others try it, and all pronounced it a beauty.
Roger was soon on the motor cycle and speeding in the direction of Oakdale. In the town he made a few small purchases, and then came away for a spin in the direction of Rockville, taking a side road which he thought in better condition than the main road.
The senator's son had covered a mile when he saw two boys on bicycles approaching him. He reduced his speed, and as the pair came closer he recognized Plum and Jasniff.
"Got your motor out, eh?" said the bully of Oak Hall, rather sourly.
"Yes," returned Roger, briefly.