“I don’t think so. I think the whole thing is a plot against us.”
The boys talked the matter over for some time, but could make no progress towards a solution of the mystery.
“If Baxter did it, it was done to get square because we spoilt their feast,” said Jack.
“No doubt of that.”
“Shall we squeal on them?”
“I don’t want to be a tale-bearer.”
“Neither do I.”
For fully an hour nobody came near them. They heard the students retire, and later on heard a murmur of voices in the hallway. Then Captain Putnam appeared.
“Both of you will come with me,” he said, coldly.
“But, captain——” began Jack.