"That was a good joke all right, Nappy," piped out the small cadet, as the Rovers came closer. "A fine joke all right all right!"
"You keep your mouth shut about it, Codfish," retorted Nappy Martell, quickly.
"Oh, I won't say a word, believe me!" returned the other quickly.
Just then Slugger Brown peered out into the hallway and saw the two Rover boys. He looked somewhat startled, and immediately placed his hand over Nappy Martell's mouth.
"I want to see you, Martell," cried Fred without hesitation. "I want to know what you did with my suitcase."
"I don't know anything about your suitcase," growled the loudly dressed youth in surly tones.
"Yes, you do! You took it; and I want you to return it," answered Fred, boldly.
"See here! do you want a licking?" burst out the New York boy, as he doubled up his fists. "You deserve one for the way you tripped me up in that mud puddle. You say another word, and I'll give you what's coming to you," and his manner was very threatening.
"No use of fighting here, Nappy," remonstrated Slugger Brown. "Keep it until some time when you can meet him outside."
"I didn't come here to fight," answered Fred. "But I want my suitcase."