“Borrow our sled?” shot out the other, guessing the boy’s request before he had uttered it. “Sure you can, if the judges won’t object.”
“I’ll ask them,” panted Rob, slipping off in the crowd. In a minute he was back.
“They say they don’t care,” he panted; “where is it?”
“Right back here. Hurry up; there goes the line-up call.”
The clear, sharp notes of a bugle rang out, and men and boys began to hurry from all directions. Suddenly there came a disturbance in the crowd. Voices shouted:
“Make way there! Give them room!”
Through the crowd came shoving the Eagle boys, carrying the borrowed sled. In their green and black sweaters, green knitted sleighing caps and khaki trousers they were recognized as contestants.
“Hooray!” shouted the crowd, quick to scent a sensational happening.
“What’s all the trouble back there?” asked Jack, in a low voice, of Bill Bender, as they prepared to board their sled.
“Don’t know. Seems to be a lot of excitement. Great Hookey, it’s those kids!”