"I was afraid so," she replied.
Chapter IV
The Field of Honor
The next morning Father Boone, in his office, at the Club, sent for Thomas Dunn. When the janitor came, the priest said, "It is several days now since that room was upset. I expected the boys to report it at once. But not even the officials have said a word to me yet. I know I could find out about it if I wished to quiz them, but I don't want to do that. It may have been some sort of a mix-up in which the fellows all feel that to say a word about it would be mean. They may not take the serious view of it that I do. So now I am going to start in, in my own way, to get at the bottom of it. And I begin with you. Have you observed anything that would give me a clue?"
"Well no, I can't say that I have," replied Dunn. "The lads have been unusually well behaved since that night."
"Very well, but if you should come across anything that will throw light on the mystery, let me know."
Dunn turned to go, but suddenly recollected something. "I don't know whether it's much of a clue, Father, or if it's worth while mentioning, but one of the boys was over to my house last night seeming to want me to talk on the matter."
"Why, that's a straw that shows how the wind blows. Who was the boy?"