“Well, well!” exclaimed Mr. Rogers. “I am a bad Scout Master! To think I slept right through everything!”
“I think you are a pretty good one, to develop such Scouts as these,” said Mr. Goodwin.
“Oh, rats!” exclaimed Frank, “to think I missed it all!”
“Me, too,” said Lou.
“They didn’t let me in on much,” Rob laughed.
“Why didn’t you wake the rest of us?” Lou demanded of Peanut.
“The more awake, the more noise,” said Peanut. “Rob almost gummed the game. Would have if the burglars hadn’t thought he was a rabbit.”
“Well, boys,” Mr. Goodwin put in, “you want to be going back to sleep.” He looked at his watch, and added, “My, my! it’s three o’clock. The sun will be up in less than two hours! Now, I want you all to come to my house to dinner to-morrow night. We’ve got to celebrate, and talk this adventure over. You can get down Lafayette by seven, can’t you? I’m sure you can. Seven o’clock, then!”
“But we haven’t got any joy rags,” Peanut protested.
Mr. Goodwin laughed. “You’ll have appetites—that’s all I ask!”