[CHAPTER X]
THE MYSTERY DEEPENS
Afternoon school passed as uneventfully as the morning session and no summons from Doctor Webster reached the culprits. Each of them drew a deep sigh of relief when he was safely outside the front door of School Building; and he didn’t linger long thereabouts, but hurried off to the gymnasium to prepare for football practice.
“What did I tell you?” Spud demanded triumphantly as they went. “Horace hasn’t heard a word of it.”
“I guess you’re right,” said Dutch. “Only what I’d like to know is who was that in the orchard last night?”
“I wonder if we really did see anything, after all,” mused The Fungus.
“I didn’t,” replied Dutch.
But there was a chorus of protest from the rest.