“Then I guess we can consider ourselves at liberty for the week end,” Captain Jim said as he pushed back his chair. “What’ll we do?”
“How about driving over to Skowhegan and staying with us,” Bob proposed.
“That would be fine for us,” Captain Jim smiled, “But I’m afraid it would be a piece of imposition on your folks.”
“Not a bit of it,” Bob assured him. “Father and Mother are always glad for us to bring our friends to the house and we’ve got plenty of room. If you’ll give me a minute I’ll call up and make sure that they are at home. You see, sometimes they run up to Moosehead Lake over Sunday but I don’t think they’re going this week or they would have said so when I was talking with them yesterday.”
He rejoined them a few minutes later with the announcement that his father and mother would be delighted to have them all come.
“We’re lucky, Brice,” Captain Jim said. They drove over in Captain Jim’s car. The boys left their bikes at the hotel garage but the cells they took with them.
Mr. and Mrs. Golden gave them a most hearty welcome and after an early supper they drove to Moosehead Lake in his big car. They spent the Sabbath very quietly at the cabin returning early Monday morning.
“It’s no wonder that these boys have turned out so well,” Captain Brice declared as they started off for Bangor after bidding the Goldens good-bye.
“They couldn’t help it with such parents.”
“They sure are the best ever,” Bob said flushing with pleasure.