“Come on!” ordered Tom, and the boys—every one—followed his lead.
[CHAPTER XVIII]
THE STRIKE
For a moment amazement held Professor Skeel motionless. Several boys were filing through the door before he could manage to make a move. Then he sprang to the portal.
“Stop!” he commanded. “I demand that this nonsense cease. Return to your seats, and continue the recitation!”
“Will you hear us on just one day’s lesson—the usual length?” asked Tom, turning back.
“No! Certainly not! You will do exactly as I say, and recite the double lesson. I will make no compromise.”
“Then it’s a strike,” replied Tom. “Come on.”
The boys continued to follow him. For a moment it looked as if Professor Skeel would resort to physical measures and hold the boys in his room, but he did not.