“No, but there’s a lot of bushes at the side of the road half way down the hill,” put in Sparrow. “Let’s go down there.”
They went down in a body. There was no one there, but as they got to the other side of the bushes they could faintly make out three figures retreating in the distance.
They were too far away to be recognized and they had too long a start to make it worth while pursuing them, but from their general size and build the boys had little doubt as to who they were.
“What did I tell you?” cried Fred. “I knew that they were the only ones who could do a thing like that.”
“It seems that the whole bunch of them are in it,” remarked Mouser.
“I’ll bet that Hicksley went straight to them and cooked this up when he left the gym this morning,” conjectured Sparrow.
“That makes something else we owe those fellows,” growled Skeets.
“We owed them enough without that,” said Howell. “The big bullies have tried to pester the life out of us ever since we’ve been at Rockledge.”
“Our turn will come,” replied Bobby with conviction. “But now, fellows, we might as well hustle back to the dormitory. There’s no use of staying here any longer.”
They made their way back to the school with very different feelings from those they had when they left it.