"There's nothing more to keep us; is there, father?" asked James, after the identification had been reported to Mr. Bronson and Mr. Markham.
"Nothing but dinner. Why?"
"Because we must get back and relieve Hal's mind."
"I'll telegraph him. You boys can go direct to Winthrop in the morning."
Fred's father, however, suggested that the long ride would tire them, and it was finally arranged they should go that night to the scene of the game, where, though they would arrive late, they could sleep until noon, if they wished.
Accordingly, the boys wired Hal they would be at Winthrop in season to play, and then passed a pleasant evening with their fathers.
"Tell your mother to keep up her cheer, Fred," said Mr. Bronson, as he bade the boys good-night at the train.
"And tell her I'll be home for the Fourth of July," added his father.
Arrived at Winthrop at two in the morning, Fred and Bronson went to a hotel, and were soon sound asleep.