“Say, will you fellows shut up and get to bed?” grumbled one of the other cadets in the tent.
“That’s it!” came from the fourth occupant. “Do your visiting in the morning. With your monkeyshines last night, I’m all tired out now.”
Werner and Glutts wished to remonstrate, but did not dare, fearing that more might be said concerning the escapade of the night before. They undressed as quickly as possible, blew out the light, and then each threw himself on his cot.
“Cats and dogs! what in thunder is this?”
“Say! who put these rocks in my bed?”
“Something stuck me right through the back!”
“And I got stuck, too! Gee, this is the worst yet!”
Such were some of the exclamations from Werner and Glutts as they sat up and then bounced off of their cots. Then, in a rage, the ex-lieutenant and his crony began to accuse the others in the tent of having played a trick on them.
“We didn’t do anything of the sort,” growled one of the cadets.
“You fellows make me tired,” howled the other. “If you don’t shut up and settle down I’m going to ask to be put in another tent.”