“And where to?” questioned Jack curiously.
“Ha! that’s the deep, dark and delightful secret,” returned Spouter. “You’re all to be my guests, and I’ll promise you the time of your lives. Oh, boys, but this is going to be something great!” And the cadet playfully pounded one and another on the shoulder with his fist.
“But how can we go if we don’t know where we’re going?” asked Fred.
“You’ll know, Fred, before you’re on the way,” was the mysterious answer. “And, believe me, after you’ve found out you won’t want to turn back.”
“What! do you mean you’re not going to tell us where we’re going?” demanded Jack, in astonishment.
“Exactly, Jack. That’s going to be my little secret until this school shuts up,” and Spouter folded his arms calmly and grinned at all his chums.
They looked at him in blank amazement. This was a proceeding that had never happened before. Suddenly Gif made a dash forward.
“Let’s pound it out of him!”
“That’s the talk! We’ll make him tell!”
“Pull him down and sit on him!”