“There now! Don is gone!” cried Dot, stamping her foot.
“On that car!” gasped Jinks, trying hard to choke back a laugh.
“Yes, and now he’ll get losted, too!”
“Not if he gets out at 23rd! We left Vene there to grab you if you reached that far,” explained Jinks.
“Where’s Ned and Mete, and the others?”
“Ned went to Cortlandt Street and agreed to meet me at Hoboken again. Mete went to Jersey City and other stations to ask for you. We left Ruth with the other Blue Birds and Bobolinks in care of Vene at 23rd Street station. Here comes a downtown train.”
It stopped and Ned stepped off. He glowered at Dot and asked: “What under the sun do you twins think we are, anyway?”
“Nuthin’ much, if you can’t take charge of a few children!” retorted Dot, glowering as darkly as he.
Jinks burst out laughing. “No use feeling upset about it, Ned. No one yet has been able to scold the twins!”
Another train now pulled in and Mete got off.