“I guess you’re right,” assented Ned. “I didn’t think about that. We’ll just settle the clothes question when we get there.”
They motored along a pleasant country road, talking of many things, but chiefly of their coming stay at Boxwood Hall, and what they would do when they got there.
“We’ll have connecting rooms,” Jerry said. “Mother wrote to the matron, a Mrs. Eastman, and she wrote back that there were three nice rooms in the main dormitory of Borton we could have. So mother clinched them for us. Mother’s a bit fussy about rooms, and I guess I’m glad she is.”
“Say, that will be swell all right!” exclaimed Bob.
A little farther along they passed the place where they had put out the automobile fire some time previously.
“I wonder what ever became of Mr. Hobson--was that his name, the fellow we saved?” asked Ned, musingly.
“That was it--Samuel Hobson,” affirmed Jerry. “Didn’t I tell you I had a card from him?”
“Well, I had. A souvenir card from San Francisco. He’s out there on business, but expects to come East again. He said he’d write a letter when he had time. Sent his regards to all of you.”
“It’s a wonder he wouldn’t drop us a line,” grumbled Bob.
“He apologized for that,” explained Jerry. “Said he’d lost your addresses, and asked me to send them on.”
“Well, make mine Boxwood Hall,” said Ned.
Several busy days followed in which last preparations were made. The boys’ plan to motor to Boxwood Hall was agreed to by the parents. As the car was a roomy one there was space in it for their trunks, as well as for themselves, and, thus taking their baggage, they would save themselves considerable trouble.
The boys had looked up the best route to take, and though the trip was something over a hundred and fifty miles, they figured that by making an early start they could reach the college in the late afternoon.
“And it’ll be a whole lot better than traveling in a stuffy train, fellows,” said Bob.
Professor Snodgrass had been written to again by the boys, who told of their automobile trip, and they mentioned the time they expected to arrive. In reply the little scientist said he would be on the lookout for them, and he again expressed his pleasure that they were going to be near him.