"Yes, and maybe longer," said Dave. "I fancy they wouldn't care if we had to remain there until we were almost starved."
"We'll have to get back at them somehow," came from Roger.
It was quite dark when they reached the boathouse at Oak Hall. No students were in sight, all having gone in to supper. Dave looked at his watch.
"Supper is almost over!" he cried. "We had better hurry if we want anything to eat!"
"Eat? Rather! I am as hungry as a bear!" cried Phil.
"So am I," added the senator's son.
Putting the rowboat away, the three boys started in the direction of the big school building. As they did this they saw somebody approaching them from an angle of the east wing.
"It's Haskers!" whispered Phil. "He is coming this way!"
"Let's run for it!" cried Roger. "We can get in on the other side! Quick!"
"Boys! boys! Stop!" called out Job Haskers, as they started to run. "I know you, Porter! Morr! Lawrence! Stop, I say!" And he came running after them.
"It's no use, he recognizes us!" groaned Phil, and came to a halt, and so did the others.
"What is the meaning of this? I demand to
