“In a tree?” queried Andy.
“Not much! This is something better,” said the Imp.
The matter was talked over for half an hour, and then it was decided that the raid on the Pornell Academy trophy room should take place the following night.
CHAPTER XXVII
IN THE TROPHY ROOM
“Are we all here?”
“We are.”
“Then come along. And don’t make any noise on your life!”
These words were spoken in whispers. Following them came silence, and like so many shadows fourteen forms crept downstairs and out of a side door of Putnam Hall. They made directly for the boathouse dock. The boys were in their socks, and did not attempt to don their shoes until safe in the boathouse.
Three rowboats were in readiness, and as quietly as possible the cadets entered them and shoved off. Into the water dropped the oars; and the three craft were headed for Pornell Academy.
“We might have gone in the sloops, but there is no telling about the wind,” said Jack, when he felt it would be safe to talk.