Boys what do you say to a trip in the Dartaway this afternoon? Suits me Sam replied Tom Rover. Providing the breeze doesn't get too strong returned Dick Rover as he put up his hand to feel the air. Oh I don't think it will blow too much went on Sam Rover. I don't mind some air. But no more storms for me! cried his brother Tom with a shake of his head. That last old corker was enough for me. Where shall we go? questioned Dick with a queer little smile creeping around the corners of his mouth. Oh my just to hear Dick! cried Tom with a grin. As if he would go anywhere but to Hope Seminary to call on Dora!