“Did you see that, fellows?”
“Did we see it?” echoed Ned. “I should say so!”
“What does it all mean?” asked Bob. “Why should our old friend, Professor Snodgrass, treat us like that—shutting the door in our faces?”
“He didn’t!” declared Jerry.
“He did!” asserted Bob. “I saw him!”
“You saw the door close,” went on Jerry. “But the professor didn’t shut it. If you had been standing where I was, you could have observed that. There was some one else in the room who acted for him.”
“That’s right!” chimed in Ned. “He didn’t even see us. He didn’t look up once from his papers. It was the same old Professor Snodgrass—more intent on finding out how many legs some new kind of ant has than on his meals. Yes, the same old professor!”
“Are you sure about that?” asked Jerry.
“Sure of it?” reiterated Ned. “Why, of course! Aren’t you?”
“You called his name out, just as we did, and then the door went shut,” declared Bob. “You spoke his name.”