The biplane was taken apart and packed up for transportation, and then the boys packed their trunks and dress-suit cases, and got ready to "go back to the greasy grind," as Tom expressed it.
It must not be supposed that the lads had forgotten to write to the Stanhopes and the Lanings, and to their college friends.

Numerous letters had been mailed and about an equal number had been received.

The girls were all going to Hope, but one week later than the boys would have to depart for Brill.

Nothing more had been seen or heard of Crabtree or Sobber, for which all were thankful.
"Here's a letter from William Philander Tubbs," said Tom.

"I sent him a letter just for fun, asking him the style in socks this fall.