“NO, MY SON, IT IS BROADWOOD.”
O YOU APRIL FOOLS!
[CHAPTER X]
PURSUIT AND ESCAPE
“Can you beat it?” gurgled Harry Durfee, ecstatically.
“It’s the swellest thing ever!” chuckled Roeder.
“O you April Fools!” murmured Alf.
“Say, but I’d love to be here in the morning,” sighed Arthur.
“You’d get killed if you were,” said Chambers. Tom was looking uneasily at the buildings. To his imagination the entrance to Knowles expressed indignation and horror; and the empty windows, amazed and scandalized, seemed whispering to each other of the vandalism being perpetrated below.