Will reached to the top of a shelf for an electric flashlight and swung the circle of flame about the room.
"Why, look here!" he said excitedly, "what do you know about that?"
"About what?" demanded Sandy, who was looking the other way.
"About Bert's bed being empty!"
"That's another joke!"
"Not on your life!" exclaimed Will.
Sandy turned around, gave one glance at the vacant bunk, and dropped weakly back into a chair.
"Do you think he got up and walked away?" he asked.
"No," replied Will, "I don't!"
"Then, who carried him away?" demanded Sandy.