If the country highways aren't broken out yet, they will be in a day or two, and then you can get back to Gridley." "All right, if you fellows bounce me out of camp," sighed Hen ruefully, as he began to pull on his overcoat.

"But I think you're about the meanest----" "Save the rest of it, Anvil, if you please, until we're all at home in Gridley," Dave begged him.
"Say, you stop calling me Anvil," snarled Dutcher.

"I don't like that name." "Why not ?" pursued Dave.

"It fits you." "Tell that boy to hurry up, if he's going with us," bawled Mr.Dock from a distance.
"Brace, Hen," Tom advised.

"There, now you're ready.