"The prisoner is impertinent! Make him bow!"
At once several sprang behind Dick and forced him to move his head up and down.
"Let up, my head isn't on a hinge!" he cried. "Cut it short, for I'm sleepy."
"Make him drink the poison and at once!" put in another of the masked cadets.
The speaker tried to disguise his tones, but the voice sounded much like that of Lew Flapp and instantly Dick was on the alert.
"How much do you want me to drink?" he asked cheerfully.
"Only one glass, if you drink it without stopping to sneeze," put in another voice, and now Dick was certain that he recognized Rockley.
"These are no friends," he thought. "They are enemies and they intend to play me foul."
"How can I drink with my hands tied behind me?" he asked.
"We will hold the glass for you," said another, and Dick felt almost sure it was Gus Pender who uttered the words.