"The more the merrier," said Ned, when he heard of this. "It will be the
talk of the town Monday morning."
"If it works out right," put in Fenn.
"Oh, it will work out right," Ned said confidently.
The night of the dance came at last. Alice put on her prettiest dress,
and, as she was leaving she saw her brother, attired in an old suit of
clothes, lounging in his room.
"I thought you were going to tell me about that secret to-night," she
said.
"The night isn't over yet," Bart replied. "There's time enough."
So Alice went to the dance. She found many other girl acquaintances
there, and scores of boy friends among the members of the Upside
Down Club.
Bart, who had remained in his room all the evening, was started from a
revery about nine o'clock by a whistle out in the street.
"There are the fellows!" he exclaimed, and, catching up his cap, and
taking a package, from which sounded a mysterious scurrying and
squealing, he went out.
In front of his house he met Ned, Fenn and Frank. Each one had a bundle
similar to the one Bart carried.
"Got plenty of 'em?" asked Ned.
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