Chub glanced at Roy and the latter nodded.
“I guess it’s good-by all around,” said Chub. “Dick and I have got to go Saturday, and Roy thinks he might as well go too.”
“Oh!” cried Harry. “I’m so glad!”
“What!” they cried in one voice.
“Oh, not because you’re going, exactly,” she explained, “but I’ve got to go too!”
“You!”
“Yes, Aunt Harriet’s back and she wants me to come to her the last of this week. Isn’t that horrid? I didn’t tell you before because I thought you’d be sorry.”
“That’s the reason we didn’t tell,” laughed Roy. “So we’re all in the same boat.”
“Yes,” said Mr. Cole, “and the boat’s name is the Jolly Roger. Where do you boys go to?”
“New York,” they answered.