Nothing of moment happened on the journey, at least nothing worthy of
mention. Will did manage to secure a roll of films at the first town. A
messenger came to the car with it, and Frank always supposed from that
that his eccentric companion must have wired ahead for supplies. When
Will wanted anything he meant to get it, if there was any possible way
of so doing.
In due time they arrived at the station in Centerville, where a host of
relatives and friends awaited their coming. There was a roar of many
voices as the four chums appeared in view, and our boys quickly found
themselves being hugged and kissed in a most indiscriminate fashion.
If some of the girls, in the confusion, kissed the brothers of their
friends, as well as their own, that was not to be wondered at, and
everybody seemed as happy as could be, despite these natural blunders.
Finally they managed to push outside the station.
"Where's Hank Brady?" called Frank aloud.
"Here!" said that worthy, stepping forward from the motor-car, and
holding out his hand eagerly to the friend who had been so instrumental
in assisting him to get his slipping feet on steady ground.
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