cleared, and he made his way out of the door.
He could eat nothing at supper; and afterward, as he was going up to his room, Mr. Eldredge, who was his dormitory master, stopped him.
"Rupert," said the master, "I want you to go down to the infirmary."
"All right, sir." Rupert turned wearily, put on his hat and overcoat, and went out of the door.
Later that evening, when the half-hour allowed for "visiting" arrived, Harry knocked on Rupert's door. There was no response. Mr. Eldredge, who happened to be standing at the head of the corridor, came down.
"Rupert won't be in to-night," he said. "He looked so sick, I had him go over to the infirmary. And since then they've sent over for his things—so I'm afraid he's to stay there for a while."
"What's the matter with him, sir?" Harry asked.
"I don't know. Nothing serious, I hope."
