“I saw Walter Harris,” said she, panting from running and excitement, “and he told me to tell you that if the Ravens aren’t at the station not to wait for them but go right along on the three-thirty and they’ll see you later at Salmon River Grove.”
“What did I tell you!” laughed Roy. “Can you beat the Snail Patrol?”
“Hurrah for the Turtles!” shouted Westy.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t show up till the next day.”
“Or next week,” said Tom.
The Ravens were not on hand for the three-thirty next day and the
Silver Foxes went without them, bag and baggage.
“They’re some rear guard, all right,” said Roy.
“Bet they’re still buying fishing-tackle,” said Westy.
“The Also Ran Patrol,” commented Dorry Benton.
“The Last Gasp Patrol,” said another boy.