“Good. Have they got Captain Welch?”
“No. I guess he made his getaway.”
“Too bad. Because I’m awful’ scared. Here’s a note from him.”
Poodle read through the note, and asked anxiously.
“Aw, he’s just kidding, isn’t he, Hike?”
“No. I don’t think he is.”
“Gee. Aren’t you worried?”
“Not much,” smiled Hike, and he looked it. “What worries me a whole lot more,” he continued, “is that we’ll have to get back to Santa Benicia Academy, in a few days—and oh! how the fellows will kid us, for getting conspicuous, and us only Sophomores. That’s the real thing to worry about.”
“Um-huh,” agreed Poodle, gloomily.