"Yes, and Miss Williams isn't like some teachers, either," went on Frank. "She's as kind as can be."
The three boys strolled toward the schoolhouse, which had opened for the Fall term after some delay, caused by a fire. Now the building, in some parts, was altogether new, and all the rooms had been redecorated and painted. The structure had also been made larger.
"Well, I'm glad, in some ways, that school's begun again," said Sammy. "Though vacation was lots of fun."
"Yes, we can have some good times in school," agreed Frank.
"And there's that clubroom your father fixed up in the barn for us," put in Sammy. "That sure was good of him, Frank. We can have fun there, if we can't at school. And I'm going to do a lot of training in our club gymnasium, too, this winter."
"Huh! You train!" laughed Frank. "First we know you'll be off to the mountains, looking for more buried treasure."
"Aw, you're always casting that up!" grumbled Sammy. "Still, you must give Bob credit for finding your father's jewelry that the tramp hid down in the schoolhouse well."
"That's right," agreed Frank. "And you found miser Dolby's pocketbook. Oh, say, look! There goes Jed into the principal's office! I guess something must be going to happen."
"I know all about it!" exclaimed a voice back of the three boys. They turned quickly, to see Nellie Somers.
"Tell us about it!" begged Sammy. He and his chums so much wanted to know the story of the suspended boy coming back, that they did not mind asking a girl about it.