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In the second car of an electric train racketing on its way to the seashore, sat three boys in scout costume. Two sat side by side, while the third, twisted around in the seat just in front, was facing them and talking with an animation that arrested the attention and excited the merriment of the non-scout passengers near him.

"I say, it's a shame to make a catfish travel on a motorcycle while you two landlubbers take the Seaboard Airline to Cape Peril."

The speaker's fascinatingly homely face was almost sliced in two by a capacious mouth, which, when open, revealed snaggly teeth with gaps 9