“He isn’t going to keep out of sight—not if I can help it,” returned Andy.
“Let’s separate and each make a hunt on his own account,” suggested Randy. “If any one locates him whistle three times.” So it was arranged, and the three Rovers began a systematic search, first of the garage and then of the large barns attached to the Hall.
At first their hunt was unsuccessful. Nobody was in or near the garage and the horses seemed to have the barn to themselves. But then Fred came upon a toolhouse and, throwing open the door, saw a dim form inside.
“Who’s there?” he called out. “Come out of that!”
For a moment there was no reply, and then a pretended sleepy voice asked:
“What do you want? Why can’t you let a fellow sleep? I’m all tired out.”
“Come out of that, Codfish!” ordered the young captain of Company C, and thereupon he whistled three times as loudly as he could.
“I haven’t done anything! You let me alone!” whined the sneak of the school.
“Come out!” ordered Fred again, and as Codfish emerged from the toolhouse he caught the cadet by the arm.
“You let me alone, Fred Rover! Let me alone, I tell you, or I’ll report you to Colonel Colby.”