Andrew Dale, and smiled to himself in the semi-darkness.
"They did."
"I'll investigate this!" thundered the doctor. "Mr. Dale, look through the dormitories and report who is missing."
"I'll go along," put in Job Haskers.
"These revels at night must cease, and at once," continued the master of Oak Hall. "Make an close investigation, and I will make an example of the offenders."
"I'd just like to punish them," muttered Job Haskers. "The idea of locking me, me in the storeroom," and he shook his head bitterly.
The two assistants hurried off, and were gone the best part of quarter of an hour. They had visited every dormitory belonging to the students, and now they reported at the doctor's office.
"Three students are missing," said Andrew Dale. "Augustus Plum, Chipham Macklin, and Nathaniel Poole. We have ascertained that they left the Hall about nine o'clock and have not yet returned."
