“That’s right. But what can we do?”
“Oh, I’m going to think of something. I wish we could haze him.”
“So do I. But I guess we’ll be hazed ourselves first.”
“How’s that?”
“Why it’s this week that the Sophs get after us. We may expect them any night now. Going to crawl?”
“I am not! Might as well have it over with.”
“That’s what I say.”
Though Tom and his Freshmen chums rather expected the advent of their traditional enemies, the Sophomores, they hardly looked for visits that same night, and so, when a knock came on the door of the room occupied by Tom and Jack, they opened it unsuspectingly.
“Here are two!” exclaimed a voice, as several masked figures entered. “We’re in luck! Grab ’em!”