“I can make a bag, of paper and paste,” said Paxton.
“Well, keep it quiet and we’ll see what we can do with the nest—after we have it,” answered Reff Ritter. “I think I know of a scheme,” he chuckled.
“What?” asked the cadet who had made the find.
“Sooner or later the Ruddy crowd will have some kind of a feast. When they get together we can watch our chance and throw the hornets’ nest in their midst. I reckon that will wake ’em up!”
“It sure will,” said Paxton with a chuckle, and even Coulter had to smile over the prospect of doing such a thing to the enemy.
In the meantime, while this talk was going on, Jack and Andy were walking in the woods back of the encampment. Presently they fell in with Mumps.
“Hello, Mumps!” cried the young major pleasantly. “Walking out for your health?”
“Oh, I’ve been up the lake with Paxton,” answered the little sneak. He liked to be noticed by such a superior as the major of the battalion.
“Well, did you see anything worth seeing?”
“Oh, lots of things. Saw a hornets’ nest.”