"I see you appreciate a good joke," muttered Dalzell grimly.
"Yes," Dave admitted. "Do you?"
"When I tell you another," growled Dan, "I'll be holding an axe hidden behind my back."
"Say, did I show you that letter of Dick's?" Dave asked, looking up presently.
"Appendix?" inquired Dan suspiciously.
"Oh, stow all that, little boy!" retorted Dave. "No; did I tell you that
I had a letter from Dick Prescott?"
"I think you mentioned something of the sort, last winter," Dalzell admitted still suspicious.
"No; I got one this morning from good old Dick," Darrin went on.
"All right," Dan agreed. "What's the answer?"
"I haven't had time to read it yet," Darrin responded. "But here's the letter. Maybe you'd like to look it over."