“Now just wait!” whispered Stuffer. “There will be something doing in a few minutes, mark my words!”
CHAPTER V
JOSIAH CRABTREE MAKES A FIND
With bated breaths the cadets awaited developments in the room occupied by the dictatorial Josiah Crabtree. They were not long in coming.
They heard the teacher turn over several times in bed. Then came a few seconds of silence and then a snort of disgust.
“What is this stuff?” they heard Josiah Crabtree mutter. “Is it glue, or what? I’m stuck full of it! It must be another trick of those confounded boys!”
Then the teacher bounced up out of bed. The sheets came up with him, and as he started to move toward the light, so that he might illuminate the scene, he got tangled up and fell to the floor with a crash, taking a stand full of books with him.
“Oh!” he groaned. “What is the matter with me, anyway? I am all tangled up! That must be glue, and I am full of it! Oh, those boys!” And then the lads heard him roll over and over in the darkness, trying to get out of the snarl of sticky bed sheets. Pepper burst out laughing, for he could hold in no longer.
“Hi, you young rascal, who are you?” roared the irate teacher. “What do you mean by treating me in such a fashion?”
“I hope you are having a sweet time of it, Professor!” called out Stuffer, in a deep bass voice.
“The candy is yours, for nothing!” added Pepper. “But don’t eat too much, it may give you indigestion.”