Then, turning to Bobs, he said: "Go riding with me at sunrise tomorrow morning, will you, like we used to do before I went away to school. There's a lot I want to say, and the day after I'm going to be packed off to the academy again to be tortured for another month; then, thanks be, vacation will let me out of that prison for a while." Roberta hesitated, and Dick urged: "Go on, Bob! Be a sport. Say yes."