“I will if you’ll promise to answer,” said the girl, and this promise was speedily given.
“Gee, but I’ve got a hard examination in geometry for to-morrow!” remarked Fred when the boys were returning to school. “I wish it was over.”
“I suppose we all wish the examinations were over, Fred,” answered the young major. “I’ve got that examination in Latin, you know, and it’s a hard one.”
They met Gif at the entrance to the campus and noticed that their chum had a broad grin on his face.
“I’ve got news for you at last,” he said. “It’s all settled.”
“What’s settled, Gif?” the Rover boys questioned in concert.
“Where we’re to spend a large part of this summer’s vacation,” was the reply. “I’ve just been waiting to hear from my dad to make sure that everything would be all right. You’re all to go with me, and of course Spouter is to be along, too. Come on down to the river and I’ll tell you all about it. Here comes Spouter now.”
A few minutes later the six boys were seated on a grassy bank overlooking the Rick Rack. Then Gif pulled from an inner pocket a large envelope and took from it half a dozen photographs.
“What do you think of this?” and he passed one of the pictures around.
“Pretty nice looking bungalow, I’ll say,” was Jack’s comment. “What’s this in front of it—a river?”