"And Ferris saw you borrow that pole from Tom!" said Roy. Chub sat up suddenly.
"I'll bet that was Tom's pole that old Mercer brought with him!" he cried.
"But you left it at Deep Hole, and I didn't leave there until long after four, I guess."
"But you said you didn't see it when you left!"
"That's so; I'm pretty sure it wasn't there," answered Roy, thinking hard. "But how could anyone have got it?"
"Don't know, but I'll bet someone did. They might have sneaked up while you were asleep. Horace Burlen could do it."
They looked at each other a moment in silence. Then,
"If he took the sweater I'll bet he's thrown it away," said Roy sorrowfully. "He wouldn't be likely to bring it back again."
"Why not? He found the trunk unlocked and maybe thought he could put it back again without anyone knowing anything about it. See? That's just about what happened, Roy. I'll bet he did the whole thing to get you in trouble."
"Wasn't Tom in the dormitory when we got there?"