“Got a right to; haven’t I?” questioned Pep, shrewdly.
“Well,” retorted Jolly, slowly, stroking his chin in a reflective way, “I won’t say—just now. I’ll give you a tip, though, Pep.”
“Yes?” cried Pep, expectantly.
“About six-thirty look out for something.”
“What will it be, now?” projected Pep, eagerly.
“The Great Unknown,” replied Ben Jolly, with an enigmatical smile.
CHAPTER XV—THE SPEAKING PICTURE
Pep was “on pins and needles” over the mysterious remark of Ben Jolly as to “The Great Unknown.” His friend was good natured about the matter, but parried all further questions. Then all hands at the new Wonderland became absorbed in their respective duties as partners and helpers in making the opening night of their venture a pronounced success.
Randy could not resist the temptation of taking a run past the National. He came back with his face on a broad grin.
“Well, Randy?” spoke Frank, expectantly.