“Well, I think I could get our launch; I guess dad would let us have it for a month or so; and we could have a bully time.”
“That would be all right,” said Bob. “Or if we couldn’t do that we might get some horses, and take a riding trip. I knew a fellow who——”
“That’s too much like walking,” interrupted Dan. “What’s the matter with an automobile?”
“Where are you going to get it?” asked Bob sarcastically.
“Oh, borrow it. Tom’s father has a machine, hasn’t he, Tom?”
“Yes, but he isn’t fool enough to lend it to us!”
“That’s because he doesn’t know us,” answered Dan, unruffled. “I can run an auto to beat the band.”
“Not with me inside, you can’t,” said Nelson decidedly.
“Well, we’ll think it all over,” said Bob. “There’s lots of time. What we’ve got to do now is to hit the trail for Barrington and Mr. Jerry Hinkley. Aren’t you most through, Tommy?”