Dick lingered behind to speak to both of the machine drivers, for he saw that the second man was of the same "thirsty" type as the other.
"Do you smoke ?" he asked.
"Sure," was the reply from both.
"Then here is a quarter with which you can buy some cigars.

And please remember, no drinking," he added, significantly.
"Can't a fellow have a drink if he wants it ?" demanded the chauffeur of the first car.
"Not while you have my party out," was Dick's reply.
"Well, a fellow gets thirsty, driving a car in this dust," grumbled the second chauffeur.
"If you are thirsty, there is plenty of water handy and root beer and soda water, too.

I meant liquor when I spoke." "Oh, we'll keep straight enough, don't you worry," said the first chauffeur, and then both of them turned away to a side entrance of the hotel.
Dick was much worried, but he did not let the rest see it.

He joined the crowd in the ice cream pavillion attached to the hotel, and there they spent an hour, eating ice cream, water ices, and cake.

Then some of the lads went off and got several boxes of bonbons and chocolates to take along on the rest of the trip.
When they went out to the two automobiles the chauffeurs were missing.
A man was trimming a hedge nearby and Dick asked him if he had seen the pair.
"Must be over to the barroom," said the gardener.