“I’d much rather not,” Dan answered.
“All right. Good night.”
“Good night, sir. I guess I won’t be down this evening.”
“No, I’ll see you to-morrow.”
Mr. Payson ran down the footpath and Dan continued around by The Prospect5. He felt a little bit uncomfortable. Perhaps Payson was right and he ought to get away from the school[257] for a day. Although he insisted to the coach that he was feeling all right, he fully6 realized that he was in a rather disordered condition. He hadn’t had a full night’s sleep for nearly a week, he had almost forgotten what it was like to be hungry and if someone had come up behind him and said “Boo!” he would have jumped a foot in the air. He dreaded7 Saturday more than he had ever dreaded anything in his life, and yet he would have given anything he possessed8 or hoped to possess if he could have had Saturday come to-morrow. The Broadwood game had taken on the aspect of a dozen visits to the dentist all rolled into one nightmarish lump! For the life of him he couldn’t see how it was possible for his team to win that game. Not one fellow played as he should, the plays Payson had given them were weak, and certain defeat stared them in the face. Dan wished he had never accepted the captaincy!
When he reached the head of the stairs he saw that the door of Number 28 was wide open. A flood of yellow light filled the end of the hall. Probably Gerald had callers, he thought irritably9, and he didn’t want to have to talk with anyone this evening. Luckily, however, it would soon be supper time. But when he entered the room he found Gerald, a thick ulster on and a cap in his[258] hand, quite alone. Dan’s coonskin coat lay over the back of a chair.
“I thought you’d never come,” said Gerald gayly. “Put your kitty-coat on and don’t stand there staring. You’re going to dinner with me to-night.”
“No, thanks, Gerald,” said Dan. “I—I don’t feel up to it.”
“You will when you get there,” replied Gerald, seizing the fur coat and holding it invitingly10 open.
“I’m tired,” demurred11 the other. But nevertheless he worked his arms into the sleeves and Gerald clapped a cap onto his head:
“Come on. The car will be here in a minute. We’ll take a spin first and get up an appetite.”
Dan’s face lighted. An automobile12 ride sounded good. “But I’ll have to see Collins and get leave,” he said undecidedly.
“No, you won’t. That’s all fixed13. There’s the car now. Come on!” On the way downstairs Gerald said: “By the way, I asked Tooker to come along and bring another fellow. You don’t mind, do you? I thought we might as well fill the car while we were about it.”
Dan did mind, but didn’t say so. In front of Clarke stood a big black touring car, its searchlights already casting white floods of light along the gravel15 drive. The chauffeur16 left the seat as[259] the boys came down the steps and stood at attention, touching17 his cap to them.
“Hello, Higgins!” said Dan. “How are you?”
“Nicely, Mr. Dan. You’re well, sir, I hope?”
“Fine and dandy, Higgins,” replied Dan, feeling at the moment that this was really so. Gerald spoke for a moment in low tones with Higgins and then took the driver’s seat, remarking in what seemed an unnecessarily loud tone: “We’re going to take a ride first, Higgins. Get on the running board and I’ll take you as far as the station.”
“Very well, sir.”
Gerald honked18 the horn and in a moment two boys appeared from around the corner of Clarke. Each carried a bag in his hand. One proved to be Ned Tooker and the other was Kendall Burtis.
“I asked them to spend the night with me,” explained Gerald carelessly to Dan. “You fellows dressed warm enough?” he asked them.
“I’ve got on everything I own,” replied Ned as they dropped their bags on the floor of the tonneau and climbed in. Dan took the front seat with Gerald, Higgins slammed the door and mounted the running board and the big car slid noiselessly down the circling drive. At the station it slowed down and Higgins jumped off,[260] touched his cap and said, “There’s about eighteen gallons in her, Mr. Gerald.”
“All right, Higgins. Good night.”
“Good night, sir.”
Away shot the car again, across the bridge and into the main street of Greenburg. “One way’s as good as another, I guess,” said Gerald. “Any special place you want to go to, Dan?”
“No, I don’t care where you go.” He snuggled down into his coat, crossed his feet and sighed contentedly19. “Just keep her going, Gerald.”
The car slowed down and passed through the town cautiously, jouncing gently over the cobbles, past the lighted stores and around the clanging trolley20 cars. Then a turn to the left and the town was behind them and the salty breeze of the Sound met their faces. The big lights bathed the road ahead and Gerald’s fingers pulled at the throttle21 lever. The engine began a steady hum and the air swept past them, damp and cold.
“Warm enough back there?” asked Gerald over his shoulder.
“Warm as toast,” answered Ned. “Let her go.”
The road was almost straight and nearly deserted22 at this time of night and the big car ate it up at forty miles an hour. Dan forgot his troubles[261] and his nerves. The moist air smoothed away the furrows23 from his forehead and he half closed his eyes and leaned back against the soft cushions contentedly.
On and on they went. Now and then the Sound became visible across the flats. Then there was a rumble24 as a bridge swept underneath25 them and they slowed down and hummed quietly through a small village. A turn to the right and the air was warmer and the smell of salt water and seaweed gave place to the odor of autumn woods. It was quite dark save for the light from the car. A long hill sprang up before them and the car took it with a fine rush, and then purred gently down the other side. Dan thought that Gerald was getting pretty far from home and that they would all be late for dinner at Sound View, but he didn’t care and he said nothing. Occasionally Gerald spoke of the engine or the speed, but for the most part it was a very silent quartette. The clock on the dash pointed26 its hands to twenty minutes past six as Gerald slowed down at the junction27 of four roads.
“I wonder which way we go,” he muttered. “Is there a sign post there, Dan?”
“I don’t see any,” replied Dan sleepily.
“Neither do I. I think this road to the right is the one we want. Tooker, put your hand in[262] the flap on the door next to you and see if the blue book is there, will you?”
Ned found it and passed it over and Gerald held it under the dash light and found the map he wanted. “That’s right,” he said at last. “Just as I thought. Here you are, Tooker.”
Ned took the book back and the car slid around the corner and began its busy song again. Ten minutes more went by and they came to another four-corners. Gerald stopped and looked about him in the darkness.
“This doesn’t seem right,” he said perplexedly. “Where the dickens are we? Ever seen this place, Tooker?”
“Never. Very beautiful, isn’t it?”
Gerald and Kendall laughed and the former said: “Perfectly lovely, but I’d like to know where it is. I must have got the wrong road back there, after all. Looks very much as though we were lost.”
“Lost in the night,” murmured Ned. “How romantic!”
“Well, I guess the best thing to do is to keep on,” said Gerald. “I suppose you fellows are starving to death, too.”
“I could eat if forced to,” replied Ned philosophically28, “but I feel quite happy. How about you, Curt29?”
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“I don’t care if I never eat,” said Kendall. “I’d rather keep on riding.”
“Bully boy! This is our friend Burtis’s first automobile experience, gentlemen, and he quite approves of it.”
“Is it really?” asked Gerald. “I’m glad you like it, Burtis. What do you say, Dan? Shall we keep ahead or try to get back the way we came?”
There was no reply and Gerald leaned over his roommate. Then,
“I believe he’s asleep!” he said cautiously.
Very quietly Gerald got under way again and very easily he ran the car for a matter of four miles, avoiding ruts and bumps and doing his best not to disturb Dan. At last lights showed ahead and the car began to run over a smooth road under arching elm trees. Ned leaned across and said softly:
“On your left, Pennimore; the big white house. Get it?”
“I see.” The car rolled up to the edge of the sidewalk. “Get those bags inside, fellows, find the proprietor31 and tell him we want two rooms for the night. Here we are, Dan!” But Dan had to be shaken gently before he condescended32 to[264] wake up, and when he did he looked about and asked sleepily:
“Are we home? I must have been asleep!”
“No, we aren’t home,” replied Gerald, “but we’re where we can get something to eat. We sort of got lost and we thought we’d better stop and get our dinner here. It’s almost seven o’clock. There’s a telephone here and I’ll call up the house and tell them not to wait dinner for us.”
“All right.” Dan sat up and stared at the house. “Hello!” he said, “I’ve been here before. This is Lloyd, isn’t it?”
“I think so,” Gerald laughed. “Tooker and Burtis have gone in to find out. Come on. I guess the car will be all right here.”
“Dinner in fifteen minutes,” announced Ned as they entered the Washington’s Head. “Come on and get washed up. I’m as hungry as a bear. This is lots more fun than having dinner at your place, Pennimore,” he continued as they clattered33 down the stairs. “No aspersions on Sound View, you understand, but the unexpected is always jollier than the expected. You had a nice little sleep, Vinton, didn’t you?”
“Fine! And I’m hungry. Hope they have some more of that good chicken we had here the other day.”
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“They have; I ordered it. That’s why we have to wait. This is a special repast we’re getting. Broiled34 chicken, French fries and all the selicacies of the deason. What ho for the banquet hall!”
Well, Ned was right. This was more fun than dining in state at Sound View with a butler and an under butler mousing around behind your chair all the time. Even Dan agreed to that. And how he did eat! And how they all ate! Each one of them sent back for “that other half chicken, Mary, and a few more of the excellentissimo potatoes.”
“How do you know her name is Mary?” asked Gerald.
“All waitresses are named Mary,” answered Ned gravely. “Sometimes they try to make you believe that their names are Gwendolyn or Hortense, but that’s just a fake.”
“Bet you this one isn’t named Mary,” said Dan.
“Bet you she is! Wait until she comes back.”
And when fresh supplies had been served, and a new plate of steaming hot biscuits had been passed, Ned said: “These gentlemen don’t believe that your name is Mary. It is, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” answered the waitress with a smile.
“You see?” asked Ned in triumph.
“Bet you you asked her,” challenged Gerald.
“Nonsense! Piffle! I don’t have to ask. I[266] can tell instantly. Have I asked you your name to-night, Mary?”
“No, not to-night. You asked me the last time you were here,” replied the maid with a twinkle in her eyes. At which there was a howl of laughter, and an automobile party eating at a distant table stared disapprovingly35 across at them. That was a very merry supper, or dinner. Dan insisted that it was supper because they had broiled chicken and hot biscuits. Kendall sided with him. Ned and Gerald said it was dinner because they had bread pudding. “No one,” declared Ned, “ever heard of bread pudding with hard sauce for supper. The idea is utterly36 preposterous37.”
After they had eaten all they possibly could they found a room at the back of the hotel where an ancient pool table offered them diversion. It was when they were on the fifth game, Gerald and Ned playing against Dan and Kendall, that Gerald said: “I say, fellows, wouldn’t it be fun to spend the night here? We might as well, you know. We’d just have to telephone back.”
“We’d get the very dickens,” said Dan.
“We might try, though. Collins couldn’t any more than say no.” This from Ned. “I’ll stay if the rest will.”
“I couldn’t,” said Dan. “I ought to be on[267] hand in the morning, you see. Your shot, Tooker.”
“Pshaw, no one needs you at school, Vinton! Be a sport! I tell you what I’ll do. After this game is over I’ll play you a string of fifty. If I win we stay; if you win we go back.”
“Don’t be an idiot, Tooker. I tell you I ought to be there in the morning. If you fellows want to stay, all right. I’ll see if I can get a carriage to take me back. I might walk, but it’s so dark I’d probably lose my way.”
“Oh, if you won’t stay we’ll all go back,” said Gerald disappointedly. “I only thought it would be a peach of a lark14, Dan.”
“I’d like it as well as anyone,” responded Dan, “but—”
“He’s afraid I’ll beat him,” interrupted Ned sweetly, making a woefully bad shot for the corner pocket.
“Oh, I’ll play you for fifty points, if that’s what you want,” said Dan, “but I won’t wager38 staying.”
“Then I won’t play. You’d probably beat me easily. That’s game. Set ’em up, Curt.”
“Well, if we’re going back, we’d better start,” said Gerald. “It’s almost nine o’clock. You fellows play a game and I’ll go out and look at the car.”
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He left the room and the others went on with their game. And after that was over they played another and then another, and it wasn’t until they were starting a fourth that Gerald returned looking very grave:
“Say, you fellows, come on out and help me shove the car into the shed, will you? Something’s wrong with her and she won’t start.”
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