"To-night."
The two chums gazed at each other for a few moments in silence.
"What does it mean?" queried Jack.
"I don't know, unless it is that they are going to have another meeting after tea under the pavilion."
"Let's find Mug, and hear what he thinks."
In discussing their new find and attempting to solve its meaning, the three friends forgot for the time being the melancholy tidings they had received that morning, and gave themselves up to a full enjoyment of the mystery.
"I can't see," said Mugford, "that it means anything else than that they are going to have another meeting."
"Yes, that's it. I shall go down to the pavilion again after tea, and see what's up. I shouldn't wonder if there is going to be another row. Fletcher said he meant to do something before he left, and there isn't much time now before the end of the term."
"Shan't Mug or I go this time?" asked Jack Vance; "it's rather a risky business."
"No, I'll go; I know now just where to hide."