After this the seven cadets became more quiet, and, sitting as close as possible to the little radiator which gave forth only a mite of warmth, they discussed the situation for half an hour longer.
“That’s another one against Codfish,” declared Randy. “I’m sure he’s guilty.”
“Well, he had some reason for saying what he did,” said Jack. “He had to clear his own skirts after they found those two big snowballs in his room.”
“Just the same, Jack, you know well enough hardly any other fellow in the school would have squealed,” cried Randy. “Codfish always was a sneak, and I guess he always will be, no matter what some of the other fellows do for him.”
“Say, look here! I thought you fellows told me that Captain Dale was in charge of this school whenever Colonel Colby was absent,” burst out Phil suddenly.
“That’s true,” answered Jack. “He was in charge all the time the colonel was in the regular army.”
“Then why didn’t Professor Duke put this up to the captain?”
“Because Captain Dale is away on a little vacation,” announced Gif. “He won’t be back until some time next week.”
“And where did Colonel Colby go?”
“They said he had gone to the city,” answered Fred. “But I don’t know what they mean by that. They may mean Boston, or New York, or some smaller place.”