sure as you live, there she is, standing in the doorway, waving to us!" cried Ralph.
"Where? Let me see!" and Lanky stood up to make sure; after which he deliberately pulled out his handkerchief, and answered the greeting.
Dora, it turned out, had just been about going out to feed the chickens when she saw the car turn in at their gate; and possibly waved without knowing who the occupants were, though she never admitted that much.
The surprise of the farmer and his good wife was Great when they saw the trio of lads who had eaten dinner with them but a few hours since, come whirling up to the door in a handsome car.
"We've come to supper!" exclaimed Frank, with a broad smile.
"Don't you believe him, sir," cried Lanky, indignantly; "he's got an errand to do for his father, Mr. Allen. And the rest of us came along to make sure he didn't get lost. He needs a keeper most of the time."
"Come in, boys," said the farmer, as he shook hands all around; "we didn't dream we'd see you so soon, though Dora I believe, did say she thought you'd be up again before a great while. You're welcome to stay a week with us if you will."
Frank looked at Ralph and winked.
"You see, Dora knew. I told you Lanky wasn't
