Satterlee 2d had been taught the enormity of lying, and his conscience revolted at the task before him. But Don and the others must be spared. He made a heroic effort.
“Please, sir, I went to get a drink.”
Depressing silence followed. Satterlee 2d’s eyes sought the floor.
“Indeed?” inquired the doctor, pleasantly. “And did you get your drink?”
“Yes, sir.” Satterlee 2d breathed easier. After all, lying wasn’t so difficult.
“Ah, and then why didn’t you return to the dormitory?”
“The—door was locked, sir.”
Somebody near by groaned softly. Satterlee 2d wondered.
“On the inside?” pursued the doctor.
Too late Satterlee 2d saw his blunder. He gazed appealingly at the inexorable countenance on the platform. Then,