"I'm not either! What do you call that?" denied and demanded Fred in the same breath.
"It's the captain," said Bobby, slowly. "And some of the big fellows—I know! they're dragging Bill Bronson and Jack Jinks away to the gym. There's going to be something doing—"
Just then Pee Wee appeared at the corner of the main building and yodled for the Clinton boys, beckoning them across the campus with excited gestures.
"Come o-o-on!" bawled the fat boy.
Fred grabbed Bobby's hand and started running. The chums were at the gym steps almost as quickly as the big fellows and their captives.
"You let me alone, Barry Gray!" yelled Bill, as he was shoved down the steps. "I'll fix you for this."
"Thanks, Billy Bronson. I can do my own fixing. You agreed to this, and you'll go through with it," Barry said, firmly.
"I didn't do a thing," Jack was urging.
"Ah! but you're going to," chuckled Barry, who seemed to have answers ready for both objectors.
The bullies were dragged below. The smaller boys followed. Every boy in the school was waiting in the gymnasium, and no teacher—not even the athletic instructor—was present.