"Come on for a last swing on the rings!" exclaimed Dick, and led the way, and soon all of the brothers were exercising on the flying rings with which the college gymnasium was equipped.
It was Monday afternoon and studies were practically at an end and all the boys had to do was to pack up their things and wait for the time to go home.
On Sunday morning the three Rovers had driven over to Hope Seminary and taken Dora and the Lanings to church At that time it had been arranged that all should start for home on the early morning train on the following Wednesday. They would travel together as far as a place called Cartown and then separate, the girls to go on to Cedarville and the lads to journey to Oak Run, the nearest railroad station to the farm.
"Some of the fellows are going home Tuesday night," said Dick. "So if we are going to have any fun we had better have it Monday night," and so it was arranged.
The Rovers had had no further opportunity to talk to Dudd Flockley. They noticed that Flockley avoided them and seemed to be in deep thought.
"I suppose he is thinking of Koswell and Larkspur," said Dick. "Poor fellow, I feel sorry for
