Still making no sound, Dave glided up to the sneak and caught him by the collar with one hand and placed the other over Macklin's mouth.
"Don't make a sound, Macklin!" he said in a low tone. "Not a sound unless you want an awful thrashing!"
The sneak was taken completely by surprise and began to shiver. He wanted to cry out, but could not. Dave made him rise, and led him into dormitory No. 11.
"Shut that other door, between the rooms," said Dave to Roger, and the order was quickly obeyed, and the hall door was also closed. Then Chip Macklin was marched to a corner, and confronted by all who were taking part in the feast.
"Now, what have you to say for yourself?" demanded Dave. "Don't talk too loud."
"I—I—it's all a mistake!" whined the sneak.
"You'll find it was a big mistake before we are done with you," said Sam Day, grimly.
"I detest a sneak," added Ben.
"I—I didn't mean any harm."
"You were spying on us, and were going to report us," said Phil.
"Oh, no!"
"I say you were."
"That was certainly his game," said Roger. He turned to Chip Macklin, "Does anybody else know of this?" he questioned, sharply.
