Tines and getting a more popular professor, as well as a proctor who was more in sympathy with the boys.
"We—we only wanted to have some—some fun," went on Dutch, who, having acted as leader in the prank, thought it was his duty to defend his friends.
"Fun!" burst out Mr. Tines. "Do you call this disgraceful vandalism fun?"
"We we meant it as such," went on Dutch.
Professor Tines only sniffed. Probably he did not know what else to do.
"You young gentlemen—I had almost said ruffians," he finally remarked, "you will remain here until I return. Perhaps you may be able to tell me where Mr. Zane is."
"I—I think he is in the freshmen dormitory," replied Holly Cross, who had been puzzling his brain trying to think of a reason for the unexpected return of Mr. Tines.
"Ah, thank you. I will find him, and return here. You will kindly remain. I wish him to see his room—as it is."
Professor Tines turned about stiffly, and left. The four lads gathered together in the centre of the apartment, a miserable and forlorn quartette.
"Who'd have thought he'd show up?" demanded Dutch, as if it was against the rules for such a thing to be done.
