“Good!” said Don.
George and Drugstore elected to accompany them; so the four immediately left the Hotel d’Amerique, and, through the slowly-gathering shades of night, started off.
“By the way, where are you staying?” asked Jack, turning to George Glenn.
“At a hotel in the little village of Étainville,” replied the young member of the Lafayette Squadron.
“Why, it’s at Étainville that we have our club!” cried Jack.
“A club?” queried Don, interestedly.
“Sure thing!”
“I don’t like clubs,” commented Drugstore.
“Why not?” demanded Jack.
“Oh, the fellows are always calling upon a chap to tell a story, make a speech or do something else to amuse ’em,” returned Drugstore, rather hesitatingly.