The old farmer listened with interest.
"I know Mr.Ford; he buys garden sass from me," he said.
"We don't know how we are going to get to the Lodge, unless we can find somebody to drive us over," said Pepper.

"Could you do it, if we paid you ?" "Wot, with this load o' potatoes?
Not much!" "Couldn't you leave your potatoes here ?" asked Andy.

"I'll give you fifty cents to drive me over." "And so will I," added Pepper.
"That will be a dollar and a half for the three of us, Mr.Cole," put in Jack.
"Hum!" The old farmer began to look interested.

"It's a putty stiff drive to Point View, an' I'd have to come back fer the potatoes." "Make it two dollars!" cried Jack.

"And do it as quickly as you can." "Hum! Got the cash with you, young man ?" "Yes, here it is!" And the young major held up two one-dollar bills.
"All right, I'm your man!" cried Ezra Cole.