“And yet all of these cadets are asleep—or pretend to be.”
“It’s a mystery, sir, that’s wot it is, sir. But what’s to do?” and the general utility man scratched his head.
For once in his life Josiah Crabtree was nonplused. He rubbed his chin and cleared his throat several times.
“If I thought they were playing off on me——” he began.
“They couldn’t have all been in it, sir,” interrupted Snuggers.
“I don’t know about that. But that’s the point—I do not know which to accuse.”
“Well, what do you want me to do?”
“I—er—I don’t know.”
“Hadn’t we better change our clothes an’ go to bed?”
“You may change your clothes, and I’ll do the same. But I am going to investigate further before I retire for the night.”