“Then, you’ll go back with me?” questioned Dave, eagerly.
“Yes.”
“And you’ll go back, too, Ben and Buster?”
“Yes.”
“I am mighty glad to hear it—and I feel that 253 this thing will come out all right in the end,” returned Dave.
“By the way, there is one thing I haven’t told you, Dave,” said Buster, a minute later. “The general excitement drove it clean out of my head. We know who it was that spoiled the feast Phil got up for the crowd.”
“You do?” asked our hero, with interest.
“Yes. It was Nat Poole. He went to Rockville and sent those telephone messages to Jason Sparr and that musical professor, calling the whole affair off. He did it because he wasn’t invited to take part.”
“How did you learn this?”
“I heard it the night I went to the Hall to get our baggage. When I was in hiding, waiting for a chance to go to the dormitory, I saw Nat Poole come in, along with that new student, Will Fasey. They had been out somewhere having a good time, and Nat was telling Fasey how he had sent the telephone messages and queered the feast. I would have pitched into him then and there only I didn’t dare expose myself,” went on the stout youth.