"And then you fought like a pair of young tigers. Disgraceful! I will have to make an example of both of you."
"I'd like to see Captain Putnam about the matter," said Sam boldly.
At these words Jasper Grinder fairly trembled with suppressed anger. "The captain is not here, and I shall deal with you as you deserve," he said.
Tubbs sank down on a chair and began to attend to his nose with his handkerchief. Sam remained standing, but his whole manner showed that he did not consider he was being treated fairly.
"What both of you boys deserve is a good thrashing," said the teacher, after a pause.
At this Sam looked his surprise. Thrashing was not permitted at the Hall. The worst that could happen to a student was to place him in solitary confinement over night, after a supper of bread and water.
"As I am not permitted by the rules to thrash you, I shall put you in the stone cell over night," went on Jasper Grinder.
"Together?" questioned Tubbs, from behind his blood-stained handkerchief.
"No. You shall go to the cell; and Rover shall be placed in the empty storeroom next to it."
"The cell is ice cold, and so is the storeroom," protested Sam.