so far as we are concerned," said Roger at the time.
"We can do very well without such chaps as Merwell and Nick Jasniff," Dave had added, with a grim smile.
"Yes, and without such fellows as Nat Poole, too," Phil had put in. "Although I must say I don't think Nat is as bad as Link and Nick."
"Nat is too much of a dude to be real bad," said Laura.
"Nat lacks backbone," explained Dave. "He usually does what the others tell him to. But Jasniff and Merwell are both wicked fellows, and Jasniff is brutal."
The home-coming from the ranch had been a gala occasion at the Wadsworth mansion, and the young people had been warmly welcomed by Jessie's parents and by Mr. Porter and Caspar Potts. Ben Basswood had come over from his home to greet them, and he brought with him Sam Day, who was paying him a visit.
"I suppose you are all going back to Oak Hall," remarked Sam to the boys.
"Of course," answered Dave. "You are going back, aren't you?"
"Sure thing—and so are all of the others of our old crowd."
"We must make the best of what vacation is left before we get down to the grind again," remarked the senator's son, and the next day the
