"Mum's the word, and I'll tell the other fellows so," answered Roger.
"Don't let Plum, or Poole, or Jasniff get an inkling of this," cautioned Ben. "They would like nothing better than to spoil our fun."
"Yes, we certainly must be careful of that crowd," answered Dave.
The three boys remained in the dormitory for quarter of an hour, talking matters over and making their arrangements for the midnight feast, and Nat Poole took in every word that was said. Then, as Dave, Ben, and Roger started to come out into the hallway, Poole ran off and managed to get down into the dining hall ahead of them.
"I've got news," he whispered to Gus Plum, who sat beside him. "I'll tell you all about it after supper."
"What kind of news?" questioned the bully.
"About a feast. The Porter crowd expects to pull off something big to-night, and I know exactly how we can block their game and land them in all kinds of trouble!"