CHAPTER XVIII
FEATHERS AND MOLASSES
"It's Job Haskers!"
"If it is, we are in a pickle and no mistake, fellows!"
"Let us face the music and tell the truth," said Phil, and walked to the door and opened it cautiously.
Fortunately for the students of dormitories No. 11 and 12, it was not the second assistant, but Murphy the monitor. He looked in and grinned.
"Rough house, eh?" he whispered. "I thought something was wrong. When did it happen?"
"Some time after supper."
"All right, fix it up and be quiet, and I won't say anything."
"Is Haskers coming around?" asked Roger.
"Not to-night. He has a toothache."
"Bless that toothache," said Buster Beggs, softly; and then the door closed, and the monitor walked off.
"So that's the way Murphy does," sneered Gus
