“Hey, there!” shouted Nimbus, who had seen him the same moment Billy did; “any message for me?”
“Yes,” puffed the Meteor, who was not within easy talking distance. “Miss Evening Star is being chased by the Equator, and has only got about a thousand miles’ start.”
“Which way are they going?” asked Nimbus and Jack Frost in a breath.
“Gee whiz!” said the Meteor, “I forgot to ask.”