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"I'll race you back!" shouted Frank, as they began to dress.
There was a mad scramble for clothes. Chet adroitly hurled one of Biff's shoes into a thicket, thinking thereby to get a head start on his chum, but Joe sat on Chet's trousers as he drew on his own socks, and Chet hunted in vain for the essential garments, losing more time than Biff did. All this byplay took time, and Frank, in the meanwhile, was dressing hastily but calmly, and was ready before any of the others. With a yell of triumph, he darted up the grassy slope.
Joe was next. Shoelaces dragging, he set out in pursuit. Chet did not even bother to put on his shoes but hastened after, his shirt open, and hanging onto his trousers with one hand while he fastened his belt. Biff, plunging about in the bush in search of the missing shoe, was last.
“First up!" shouted Frank. Then the others heard him give a sudden exclamation of surprise.
"What's the matter?" called Joe.
He ran up in time to see Frank standing in the roadway, an expression of consternation on his face.
"The bikes!" he exclaimed. "There are only two here!"