“Of course we will,” said Wheeler, who, being perfectly honest and upright in all his dealings, felt rather nettled by the livery-man’s suspicions. “You must think we have little to do to come here and call for a thing we don’t want.”
The livery-man laughed and turned away, and presently one of his hands backed a neat wagon with a canopy top into the middle of the floor, and another appeared leading the two horses that were to draw it. Then Lester knew that if Enoch and Jones did their part, the three objectionable boys were effectually disposed of. Enoch had not yet made his appearance, but Lester had so much confidence in him that his absence did not trouble him in the least. He climbed into the wagon and sat there while the horses were being hitched to it; then the others got in, and Wheeler, who handled the reins, was about to drive out of the barn, when the chief conspirator and his lieutenant suddenly appeared at the door.
CHAPTER X.
AN ALARM AND A STAMPEDE.
“Hallo!” exclaimed Enoch. “Where are you fellows going?”
“Out to the Big Tree to get dinner and to ask about the fishing,” replied Wheeler.
“Then you had better hurry up and get out of town as soon as you can,” observed Jones. “The orderly is looking for you, Mr. Brigham.”
“What orderly?” demanded Lester, who seemed very much surprised to hear it.
“Colonel’s orderly, of course.”
“What does he want of me?”
“He wants to tell you that the superintendent desires your immediate presence at the academy,” said Enoch, who played his part well, because he began to understand Lester’s trick. “You have been doing something, Brigham, and your day’s sport is up a hollow stump.”