"Did they find out that you were there?"
"No, they left before I came out of my room. The door was partly open and I didn't dare stir hand or foot."
"Lucky for you, Peter John."
"Yes. I know it.""What are they going to do?" inquired Foster, who up to this time had been silent.
"They've gone over to get the canes."
"Gone!" exclaimed Will aghast.
"Yes. That's what Goodman said."
"How many went, do you know, Peter John?" demanded Foster.
"He said three."
"Do you know who they were?"