see If he will allow an innocent pupil to be handled like a tramp." And off marched Nat Poole, just as angry as Job Haskers.
"Good for Nat," whispered Phil. "I hope he does report old Haskers."
"We must look out that we are not caught," answered Dave. "How funny it did look when Haskers went over the dashboard!" And he laughed merrily.
The boys took themselves to a safe place in the lower hallway. They saw Nat Poole come in and march straight for Doctor Clay's office. The master of the Hall was in, and an animated discussion lasting several minutes took place. Then the doctor came out to interview Job Haskers, who in the meantime had caught the horse and was hooking him up once more.
"Mr. Haskers, what does this mean?" asked the doctor, in rather a cold tone. "Master Poole says you attacked him and shook him without provocation."
"Somebody has been playing a trick on me—I thought it was Poole," was the reply, and the teacher told what had happened. "Just look at that shirt, and my back is full of snow!"
The doctor looked and was inclined to smile. But he kept a straight face.
"Certainly nobody had a right to play such a trick," said he. "But you shouldn't punish Poole
