“Well, what’s the idea?” asked Bert, impatiently.
“This,” answered Tom, calmly. “We will take the remains of our herewith feast, the broken victuals, the things in which they were contained, the empty tins, the depleted bottles, and deposit them on the doorstep of the domicile of Professor Hazeltine, otherwise known as Old Efficiency. When they are seen there it will show to the world that he does not practice what he preaches.”
There was silence for a moment following Tom’s announcement, and then came chuckles and smothered laughter.
“Say, that’s a good one all right!”
“It sure is!”
“Ha! Ha! Ha! It takes Tom Fairfield to think ’em out!”
“Easy there!” Bert cautioned them. “You’ll give the whole snap away, if you’re not careful.”
“Well, shall we do it?” asked Tom.
“I should say we will!” declared Jack.
“Then gather up the stuff and come along, a few at a time,” advised the ringleader. “We don’t want to make too much noise.”