Bascome couldn't have cared much about it, or he wouldn't have thrown the pieces into the hall. Guess I'll go get 'em."
"No, we can't do a thing like that," declared Sid quickly. "I know a better plan."
"What?" inquired Tom.
"Let's ask Wallops if he had a note to deliver to Bascome from Lenton. He may have gotten in our room by mistake."
"Of course!" cried Tom, quickly. "The very thing. Maybe that will help clear it up."
It was comparatively early, and Wallops was found in the janitors' quarters.
"No," he replied, in answer to Sid's inquiry, "I haven't seen Mr. Bascome or Mr. Lenton this evening, and I had no note for either of them, nor from one. And I wasn't in your room."
"Oh, all right!" exclaimed Phil, quickly, for he did not want to create any talk. "I dare say it was a mistake. Come on, fellows."
"Well, what do you think now?" asked Tom, as the three were on their way to their room.
"I think either Bascome or Lenton was in our room," declared Phil.
"Yes, but which one?" asked Sid.
No one could answer him.
