Out of the boat all of the passengers jumped as they touched, Frank tying, and the crowd was all around them.
“Where were you during the rain?”
“Did you make Whipper’s Island?”
“Did you go into that hut?”
“Look how wet they got!”
Questions, statements, suggestions, quips and gibes, all came thick and fast from the crowd of young folks. Finally, the explanation was given, Minnie enlarging it as much as one can who is happy over a feat well performed and who, therefore, had almost forgotten the unkind remarks and cutting looks which she had directed at Frank Allen.
“I must have you drive the Speedaway!” cried Fred Cunningham coming forward and making a very successful attempt to separate Minnie from the others.
“I certainly should love to. Can’t we get it out to-morrow?” she asked.
“No, because I am going to be out of town. You see, I have some business which I must attend to. My two friends are anxious to have me with them on a business deal.”
“Did you hear that, Frank?” whispered Lanky.