"Right you are," answered Spouter. And Gif nodded his head to show that he agreed with his chum.
When the train rolled into the Grand Central Terminal at Forty-second Street the Rovers found two automobiles awaiting them, and in the turn-outs were the three mothers of the boys and girls.
"What's the news about dad, Ma?" burst out Jack, as he kissed his parent.
"Have the soldiers come back yet?" was Fred's question.
"They haven't got in yet, but we are expecting them almost any time now," answered Mrs. Dick Rover.
"We are just as anxious as you are to see them," came from Mrs. Tom Rover, as both of her sons gave her a warm hug. "There, there! don't smother me!" she added affectionately.
"Oh, it's so good to be home again!" exclaimed Mary. "Boarding school is all well enough, but I'd rather be with you folks any time." Mary had always been a good deal of a home girl.
The young folks piled into the cars, which were run by the Rovers' chauffeurs, and in a moment more they were picking their way through the crowded traffic in the direction of Fifth Avenue. They speeded up this noted thoroughfare and then across town to Riverside Drive.
"What is the matter with your eyes, Jack?" questioned his mother presently. "They look rather inflamed."
"Oh, I had a little run-in with one of our old enemies," returned the young captain. "I'll tell you about it later."