"What's up?" came from George Dixon, as he slowed up after passing them and turned back. "Why, if it isn't Joe Westmore! And Fred Rush, too! I thought you were going to play ball this afternoon? We were going to Lakeport to see you."
"We were going to play," answered Joe. "We were carried away to Pine Island against our will, and we want to get back to Lakeport just as soon as we can."
"You'll lend me a wheel, won't you?" pleaded Fred of Roy Willetts.
"And I'd like to have your bicycle," said Joe to George Dixon. "I know it's rather cheeky, but I can't think of anything else to do."
"Carried to Pine Island against your will?" came from another rider, the four having surrounded Joe and Fred. "Do you mean you were kidnapped?"
"Yes. Don't you remember that old Dubber case? Well, this is like it."
"Humph!" came from George Dixon. "It's a shame! Well, you can have my wheel, Joe, and welcome. I can ride on behind Cass. Can't I, Frappy?"
"Sure."
"And you can have my wheel," said Roy Willetts to Fred. "I'll ride behind Al Lemming."
"We shan't forget your kindness," cried Joe, as he mounted the bicycle.