"Thanks."
It did not take Sam long to reach the campus. Fully a score of Brill students were in evidence, but a quick glance showed that Tom was not among them.
"Hello, Sam!" came from Bob Grimes, one of the crowd. "How goes it this morning?"
"Fine, Bob. Have you seen Tom?"
"Yes, he took a walk down the road."
"Which way?"
"Towards town."
"Long ago?"
"Best part of half an hour, I guess."
Sam said no more but hurried across the broad campus and on to the highway leading to Ashton. The big bell in the tower was sending out its last call for breakfast. Sam put down the road on a run, all sorts of thoughts wandering through his brain. What if Tom was clean out of his mind and had wandered off?