"Perhaps, if you stop bullying and telling lies," Bob replied doubtfully.
"Oh, well," Tom said, his countenance brightening, "I'll see what I can do!"
[CHAPTER XII]
CONCLUSION
"OH, Bobbie, look! Oh, quick! look, look!" Jackie clutched his brother's arm as he spoke, and pointed excitedly after a handsome motor brougham which had just passed them, and was now disappearing around a corner of the street. The boys were on their way home from morning school.
"Oh, you didn't see!" the little boy cried, in a tone of disappointment, "and Stray was looking out of the window, too! Oh, I wonder if he saw us? And Mrs. Winter!"
"You don't mean to say that Mrs. Winter and Stray are in that beautiful motor-car?" cried Bob incredulously. "Haven't you made a mistake, Jackie?"
"Oh, no, I haven't!" Jackie protested. "Oh, I do wish you'd seen them! Where can they be going?"
"Let's hurry home and find out."
Arrived at home they went direct to the kitchen, and questioned Lizzie. The girl was looking pleased and excited.