“I think the rings were worth about fifteen dollars each, and the stickpins almost as much.”
“My stickpin was worth thirty-five dollars,” groaned Fatty. “And the watch was a gold one given to me by my grandfather, and I wouldn’t lose that for a good deal.”
“Hark! What’s that commotion?” put in Jack suddenly.
There was a murmur of excited voices in the corridor, and, throwing open the door, the Rovers and their friends came out to see what was up.
“My room has been robbed!”
“My watch is gone and a whole lot of other jewelry!”
“I lost three dollars!”
“Huh, that isn’t anything! I lost fourteen dollars and a half!”
So the talk ran on as an excited group of cadets, some fully attired and some still wearing their pajamas, crowded forward.
“Say, what do you know about this!” exclaimed Fred.