“Not as I know of.”
“Have they got that wild man yet?” questioned Phil.
“No, sir. But they seen him—along the river—day before yesterday. He was sleepin’ in a barn. But he got away before the farmer and his man could git him.”
“Where was that?” questioned Ben.
“Up to the Morrison place.”
“The Morrison place,” mused Buster. “I know that family. When I get a chance I am going to ask them about this,” he added.
When the boys arrived at Oak Hall they found Doctor Clay sitting up to receive them. He smiled at Dave, but was somewhat cold towards the others.
“It is too late to listen to what you have to say to-night,” said he. “All of you may report in my office directly after our opening exercises in the morning.”
When the boys went upstairs there were a good many exclamations of surprise, and Roger and the others wanted to ask innumerable questions. But 257 a monitor cut all talk short, and Dave and the runaways got to bed as quickly as possible.
All were up early, and Dave, Phil, and the others had to tell their story before going down to breakfast. Roger and those who had been left behind with him listened eagerly to the tale of the flood and the other happenings.