"Some of you just hang around here until my man, Jim Snowden, gets up here with the truck.

After Jim starts away with your war canoe then you can leave the rest to me, except cutting and hauling several loads of birch bark to square up matters." Driggs beat a hasty retreat now.

When he had gone the members of Dick & Co.

exchanged glances.

Then Holmes began to dance his best idea of a jig.
"We'll have that bonfire at eight o'clock tonight, Greg," Dick reminded him with a smile.
"Will you ?" demanded Greg, scowling fiercely.