"When I found it was gone, I pretty nearly gave it up for
lost."
"'One for all and all for one,'" quoted Bob. "We'll teach Buck Looker
and his set to let us alone, if it's possible to teach them anything.
But I suppose we might as well run along now, because it's getting
pretty late."
"I happen to know that there's a big pan of rice pudding in the ice
box," said Jimmy. "It may be late, but it's never too late for that,
is it?"
"Lead us to it!" the other three chanted in unison, and in a short
time the rice pudding was only a memory. Then the boys said good-night
and parted, each to his own home, well satisfied with the result of
their adventure.
Bob and Joe were walking down Main Street the next day, when they met
Buck Looker and Carl Lutz, both looking very much the worse for wear.
Joe stopped and gazed at them in apparent astonishment.
"Why, what have you fellows been doing, anyway?" he inquired. "You
look as though you had had an argument with a steam roller."
"Yes, and the steam roller must have won," grinned Bob.
"You know well enough what happened to us," growled Buck Looker
malignantly. "If ever you fellows come around our clubhouse again,
we'll make you wish you hadn't."
"Clubhouse?" queried Joe innocently. "What does he mean, Bob?
I didn't know he and Lutz had a clubhouse.
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