“I—I—guess so, but I—I am not sure. Oh, isn’t it awful!”
“Let us see for ourselves,” said Dale. “I am not afraid of a burglar.”
“Oh, he may shoot you!” gasped Mumps.
“I’ll risk that. Come, show us where he is.”
“That’s the talk,” broke in Andy. “We’ll catch him red-handed and turn him over to the captain.”
“I—I don’t want to go back,” pleaded the toady. “Bet—better call Captain Putnam.”
“Not yet, Mumps. Where was the fellow last?”
“In dormitory Number 7.”
“We’ll soon root him out!” cried Dale, and leaped up the stairs with Andy at his heels. “Come on!” And Mumps followed, but at a safe distance behind.
Dale and Andy approached dormitory Number 7 with caution. It was empty and all of the rugs from the floor were gone.