Gale shook her head, laughing. The two tried everything, but the most effective was stuffing the clock under two pillows. That softened its siren shriek somewhat.
“What a night!” Phyllis groaned, as she climbed back into bed. She very slowly and carefully stuffed cotton in her ears. “I am going to sleep the rest of the night even if the roof caves in!” she prophesied.
“What was going on in your room last night?” Ricky demanded the next morning when she paid them a visit before breakfast.
“Somebody hid a hundred alarm clocks in here to scare us,” Phyllis explained, crawling from under Gale’s bed. She had discovered two more clocks.
“Going to start a store?” Gloria asked, motioning to the array of clocks standing on Phyllis’ desk.
Phyllis shook her head. She opened the door and pushed a chair out into the hall. On it she set all the clocks. In front of them she put a sign “To be claimed,” and then they all went down to breakfast.
“Look!” Ricky pointed dramatically to the chair when they returned to get their books for classes.
The chair was empty. The clocks were all gone.
Chapter IV
TROUBLE AHEAD
Gale tucked her books under her arm and started down the steps of Happiness House.