"You got a good look at it then?"
"Yes."
"I certainly had no idea snakes of such size could be found close to the school."
"I am pretty sure that snake was never found around here. During my travels I have studied snakes a little, and that variety was a stranger to me."
"I see." The master of Putnam Hall mused for a moment. "Well, it is very queer. But, as the snake has disappeared, I think we may as well retire once more. I do not imagine we have anything to fear."
It was a good hour before the school was quiet. Many of the boys were afraid to go to bed, and the teachers could not blame them. The Rovers and their chums got together to discuss the situation in whispers and at the same time remove all traces of the feast which had been so curiously interrupted.
"Dick, what do you make of this?" asked Tom.
"I think Tad Sobber is guilty, Tom—but I didn't want to tell Captain Putnam so."
"You think he got the snake out of that museum?"
"I do."