"Of course, Frank and Sammy will have to get back to Fairview right away," remarked Mrs. Bouncer.
"Of course," assented her husband. "It will take some hard work to get these chaps ready in time."
"And we'll have to go back, too," continued Mrs. Bouncer. "Not half the things that Bob will need have been brought down here with us. We'll shut up the cottage for a week and, if we can get ready in time, we'll all go back to Fairview to-morrow afternoon."
While their elders talked over the details of the journey, the three boys got together in another room of the cottage and chattered excitedly over things that interested them more.
"They're talking about outfits," half whispered Bob. "I wonder just what they will get for us."
"I hope there'll be a pair of buckskin breeches," said Frank.
"Or sheepskin with the wool showing on the outside," suggested Sammy. "Then we'll look like real cowboys. If we wear our regular clothes they'll think we're tenderfeet."
"I'd like a Mexican sombrero," remarked Bob. "You know, the kind with a broad brim and a row of bells or silver pieces as a band. They're the real thing."
"I'd rather have a band of rattlesnake skin around mine," put in Sammy.
"Maybe you'd have to kill a rattlesnake to get it," observed Frank.