“That’s all right, Billy. I’ll go over and look at the car with you on Monday. Perhaps we can get it onto the road without much trouble. But say! I never knew you to be so selfish before, boy.”
“How?” grunted Billy, in surprise.
“Why, you might have given a fellow a chance to buy in with you.”
“Dannie!”
“Going to have it all to yourself, are you?”
“I thought you’d say I was crazy to do it,” explained Billy, eagerly. “I have been afraid to tell mother and father. Of course, they said we could do exactly what we pleased with that money the Darringfords gave us——”
“Don’t worry about it. I believe you’ve made a good investment,” declared Dan, confidently. “And if you’ll sell me a half interest in the car, I’ll draw out half my money, and then we’ll divide the cost of repairing the machine between us.”
“Bully!” shouted Billy, smacking his brother on his sturdy shoulder. “That will be fine.”
“I’d do the same for you, Billy-boy,” said Dan. “And I’m just as eager to enter that endurance test as you are.”
“And suppose we could win the cup, old boy!”