Captain Gray seized Bill by the back of his collar and with both hands jerked him to his feet. Bill squealed like a rat, thinking the Old Doctor himself had come to Fred's rescue.
"Ow! Ow! Ouch!" he squealed. "Aw—you! Let me alone, Barry Gray. This isn't any of your business."
"All right. I'll pass it up to the teachers if you say so," snapped the captain.
"Aw—well—"
"Hold on!" commanded Barry, stepping in front of Jack who was sneaking out of the room "You're in this, too."
"No, I'm not," said Jack.
"You were holding the door," said Barry. "Stop here till we hear what's the trouble."
Half a dozen shrill voices tried to tell him at once. But Barry pointed at Fred. "You tell," he said.
"I hit him with the pillow," growled Fred, ungraciously enough.
Barry glanced down the room toward Fred's bed. "It isn't your pillow," he said. "Did he shuck the pillow at you first?"