"Great Julius Cæsar!" cried Andy, after a quarter of a mile had been passed. "Talk about bumping the bumps! This road has 'em beaten to a frazzle!"
"Getting your money's worth, Andy?" asked The Imp, with a grin.
"Ain't no springs on this wagon!" said Ezra Cole, with a grin. "But don't you mind; it will give you a fine appetite fer that dinner when you git there!"
"It will, if it doesn't knock out our teeth so we can't chew!" murmured Jack.
On and on they rattled at a good pace until the lights of Point View Lodge shone in the distance.
"Just drop us off at the gate!" cried Jack. "We don't want to ride up to the piazza in such a rig as this."
"Why, hello, have you arrived at last?" cried a voice from out of the darkness, and then Laura and Flossie appeared, standing by the gate. The three cadets looked glumly at each other, and then Pepper commenced to snicker and all burst into a hearty spell of laughter.