“I am, Jack. Aren’t you glad to have me?”
“I am delighted!” cried Jack, and smiled warmly. “But this is the greatest surprise yet,” he continued. “I thought you were at Pornell.”
“Quit yesterday—and mighty glad to do it. I’ll tell you all about it some other time.”
Fred Century was warmly welcomed by Pepper, Andy and the others. He was put in a dormitory next to that occupied by Jack and his chums, the two apartments being connected by a door which was rarely locked. He was made to feel at home, and said over and over again he was more than pleased over the change he had made.
“Doctor Pornell is as great a cad as some of his pupils,” said he to Pepper. “How some of the better class of boys can stand him is more than I can comprehend.”
“Well, some folks have more money than brains,” answered the Imp. “And that’s the case with many of the Pornellites, I imagine.”
“Bock is down on Putnam Hall,” went on Fred. “He vows he will get square.”
“We’ll watch out for him,” answered Pepper. “I reckon we can give him as good as he sends.”
CHAPTER XXV
A CANNON AND A FLAGSTAFF DISAPPEAR
“Jack!”