[CHAPTER XVIII]
WITH HAMMER AND SAW
Out into the storm they raced, to find that the alarm of the crash had been general, and that students from all the dormitories, and also a number of members of the faculty, were hurrying from their rooms to learn what was the trouble.
“What was it?”
“Did you hear it?”
“Is it another fire?”
“I heard it was the gymnasium that had blown up.”
“Somebody told me that Prexy’s house was destroyed by a bomb.”
Questions and statements like those were heard on all sides, as the lads gathered in a group outside the college, or stood in the pelting rain on the campus.
The wind still blew with great violence, and the downpour was in keeping with it. Anxious eyes looked up to the sky to detect the shimmering of flames, and were relieved when no glare met their gaze, though in that rain it would have been a big fire indeed that could have kept on burning.