to speak several times, but Doctor Wallington waved them to be silent.
"I will hear what you have to say after Professor Sharp and Professor Blackie have finished," said the head of the college.
He asked the instructors a great number of questions, and then turned to Dick, as the oldest of the boys.
"Now, then, what have you to say about your disgraceful conduct?" he demanded severely. "Or perhaps it would be as well to postpone further conversation until you are in a fit condition to tell a straight story." The doctor was sarcastic as well as severe.
"I—I am not well, sir," said Dick in a low voice. "None of us are. But it was not liquor that did it. It was the vapor."
"Vapor?" queried Doctor Wallington in perplexity.
"Yes, sir."
"What do you suppose he means?" and now the master of the college turned to Abner Sharp.
"When we found them in such a sad state they tried to excuse themselves by stating that a strange vapor had made them sick," was the instructor's reply. "But we could not trace any such vapor. I feel sure it is merely an excuse."
"You ought to have your head punched!"
