“Good enough.”
It was after school hours and still light. As the cadets had good bicycles they often took rides up and down the lake road, or out in the country back of Cedarville.
All of the cadets were soon ready for the spin, and off they went, Jack and Pepper abreast, with Andy and Dale close behind.
“Want a race?” asked Andy. “I feel as if I could ride like the wind.”
“Well, I’ll go you!” cried Pepper.
“I’m not stripped for racing, but I’ll join in for the fun of it,” said Dale.
“So will I,” added the young major.
Coming to a smooth portion of the road the four bicycle riders drew up abreast.
“How far is this race to be?” questioned Dale.
“Oh, to Boston and back,” cried Pepper, with a grin.