on the spot is going to be worth more than a mere dinner. We may be of use to save the house!" cried Frank as he darted off, with the others dangling at his heels.
"There goes our fine dinner, hang the luck!" grunted Lanky; but all the same he kept along at a rattling pace, and was just as eager to be of assistance as either of his companions; Lanky often did considerable talking, but his heart beat just as warmly as that of the next one.
"Whew! look at that, will you?" called Frank who was a few paces in advance of his companions.
The smoke was now pouring out from one end of the farmhouse in a dense cloud. Mixed with it they could catch glimpses of flames, showing that it was really a dangerous conflagration, and not merely a big smudge.
People could be seen running about, and loud cries attested to the fact that the situation was beginning to be very exciting.
"Looks like she was a goner!" gasped Lanky.
"Perhaps not. Wait till we get there, and see what's what. If there's only some water handy we may be able to do something," declared Frank.
"I see a pond close by, but of course it's frozen over. My! look at that flame licking up the woodwork!" exclaimed Ralph.
