IN WHICH MORE VALUABLES VANISH
That night it snowed again, and in the morning the storm raged furiously around Putnam Hall, so that the landscape on all sides was completely blotted out. The cadets had to remain indoors, and it was hard work to keep a path clear to the gymnasium and the stables.
"We'll be snowbound and no mistake," observed Andy. "Well, I don't care much; it will give me a chance to catch up in my lessons."
"Very far behind, Andy?" asked Jack.
"More than I like to think about, Jack. I want to graduate with honor, you know."
"Oh, we all want to do that."
"How's the head?"
"Still sore. But I guess I'll be all right again in a few days."
"How about you, Pepper?"
"I'll be all right, too, Andy. But it was a fierce crack!" added Pepper, as his hand went up gingerly to his plastered-up cut.