Hiding what was left of their meal in a corner of a shelf, behind some books, the two lads stole into the semi-dark hall and up one of the broad stairs. They met nobody and gained their dormitory with ease. Going inside, each undressed in the dark and prepared to retire.
"Who's up?" came sleepily from Roger.
"Hush, Roger," whispered Dave.
"Oh, so it's you! Where have you been, and what did old Haskers do to you?"
In a few brief words Dave and Phil explained what had taken place.
"We'll tell you the rest in the morning," said Phil, and then he and Dave hopped into bed and under the warm covers. Less than a minute later, however, Dave sat up and listened intently. He had heard the front door of the school building bang shut in the rising wind.
"Phil!"
"What is it now, Dave?"
"I think I just heard Doctor Clay come in."
"Oh, bother! I'm going to sleep," said the shipowner's son, with a yawn. "I don't think he'll trouble us to-night."
"I'm going to see what happens," answered Dave, and got up again. Soon he had on a dressing gown and slippers, and was tiptoeing his way down the hallway. He heard a murmur of voices below, and knew then that both the doctor and
