“Oh, Uncle Felix, don’t I love you!” muttered Bluff, as if a sudden brilliant idea had come into his mind.
“What’s Uncle Felix got to do with it?” demanded Jerry.
“Hold your horses a minute, and listen to what Will’s going to give us,” was all the other would say; for, to tell the truth, he himself had not been able to more than dimly suspect what was coming.
Will came hurrying up, and when he spoke his words gave them a thrill.
“What d’ye think, fellows,” he exclaimed joyously; “we’re on the highroad to another glorious trip like some of the ones we’ve enjoyed in the past!”
“Is it Uncle Felix?” gasped Jerry.
“Yes,” came the quick response; “he wants all four of us to go up to a logging camp in Maine and do that important business for him!”
CHAPTER III—GETTING READY
“Somebody hold me up!” exclaimed Bluff Masters, weakly. “I’m afraid I’m going to faint!”
“Wait till you hear the particulars before you drop off,” Will advised him.