He was right, the other crowd, nine strong, were students from Pornell. They were led by Roy Bock and a fellow named Grimes. They had been good-naturedly snowballing each other, but now they stopped.
"Three Putnam Hall cadets!" cried Bock. "Come on, fellows, here's a chance for sport."
"Let's snowball 'em good and proper!" exclaimed Grimes.
"Everybody on the jump!" yelled another Pornell youth.
"Let's surround 'em," was the suggestion offered.
"We'll hammer the daylights out of 'em," came from one lad, who could only be brave when backed up by a crowd.
"Yes, surround 'em, don't let 'em get away!" cried Bock. "Come on!" And he led the way on the run, making snowballs as he moved.