Mr. Hardman was pleasant enough, but he had a habit of
shifting his gaze around as he talked and he did not look one squarely in
the eyes. But Bart gave only a momentary thought to that. He was
wondering whether he had better bring his three chums on the trip. He was
about to ask the man if he would object to a party of four boys, but Mr.
Hardman evidently considered the incident closed, for he bowed to Bart
and opened the door of his room, where the interview had taken place.
"I'll bring 'em anyhow," Bart decided, as he went downstairs. "He didn't
mention any special number. Besides, I don't know the road any too well,
and the others can help me out."
Bart told his three chums of the matter that night. Fenn and Ned said
they would go, but Frank declared he had to do some errands for his
uncle and would not be through in time.
"I may walk out that way and meet you," Frank said. "I expect to be
finished shortly after dinner. Are you just going to the road and back?"
"I don't know how far he may want to go," Bart answered. "We'll probably
be gone all day."
"Wish I could go," Frank said, but, as he spoke, his thoughts seemed to
be elsewhere.
Pages:
57
58
59
60
61
62
63
64
65
66
67
68
69
70
71
72
73
74
75
76
77
78
79
80
81