slight misunderstandings," he replied cheerfully. "But I don't hold it against him."
"That's sweet of you. I hope you've told him so."
"Oh, dry up and listen. And don't wobble the car about so! It gives me heart-failure. That's what Morris did the day we went through the fence."
"Your conversation is so absorbing that it quite takes my mind from the car," replied Dick. "Perhaps you'd better wait until I get you home."
"All right, seeing that I'm most there—if nothing happens. There's Fudge on the porch." Gordon waved and Fudge shouted something unintelligible and Eli chugged around the corner of Troutman Street and drew up at the Merricks' gate. "Come on in a minute," said Gordon.
"No, you sit right here and unfold your tale. I'll put the brake on hard so Eli won't run away. There! Now what's the scheme and what must I do about it?"
"Well, they wanted me to talk to you about it first; the girls, I mean. They seemed to think you had a certain amount of sense. I don't know why they thought so, but"
"Never mind the compliments, Gordie. You tell
