“Oh, all right!” exclaimed Phil, quickly, for he did not want to create any talk. “I dare say it was a mistake. Come on, fellows.”
“Well, what do you think now?” asked Tom, as the three were on their way to their room.
“I think either Bascome or Lenton was in our room,” declared Phil.
“Yes, but which one?” asked Sid.
No one could answer him.
[CHAPTER XXIII]
HALED TO COURT
Our heroes were in a quandary. They had gotten on the trail of the mystery, and it diverged in two directions. Both paths seemed to lead to one or the other of two students—Bascome or Lenton. To accuse either, or to question them, would mean serious trouble, for it would be considered as an insult. Tom and his chums realized that.
“But what gets me, if either one of them did take our clock and chair, is what their motive could have been,” spoke Tom. “Why in the mischief should they take our battered old ticker, leave another in its place, and then make the exchange again?”