"That's the way!" cried Dutton with a laugh. "Now, once more."
"Let's take some others," proposed Beeby.
"No, they haven't had enough."
So, in spite of their struggles and protests, the lads were tossed again. Then three more took their places. They, too, had a hard time, one falling over the edge of the blanket and partly off the mat. But he was game and never made a sound.
"Now for the slide of death!" cried Dutton.
"What's that?" asked several of his cronies.
"I'll show you," he said.
From the top of the gymnasium there hung a long rope, running over a pulley. Dutton made a loop in one end, and then took hold of the other.
"Tie a couple of 'em up in blankets," he ordered, and two of the struggling cadets were made up into a rough bundle. Dutton then passed several coils of the long rope about them.
"Pull 'em up!" he ordered next, and willing hands aided him in hoisting the lads toward the roof of the gymnasium.