When Lanny and Chester arose to leave they found that their neighbors in the row were waiting for them to pass out ahead. With a slight frown, Lanny led the way, crowding past the youths, and Chester followed silently. As they passed, the enemy indulged in pointed remarks to each other. "Seen any spies about to-day, Hal?" "I thought I saw a couple of the things." "Guess they didn't learn much, eh?" "No, it's a poor day for spies." "Too bad to come all that way for nothing!" "Yes, isn't it? Poor chaps, I'm sorry for them!"
Lanny only smiled untroubledly, and Chester, trying to look quite as if he heard nothing, gazed intently at the back of Lanny's head. But when he was squeezing his way past the last boy in the row a foot went out and Chester, stumbling, had to catch Lanny's shoulder to keep from falling. Instantly he turned and confronted the grinning face beside him.
"Don't do that," he said quietly, "or you'll get hurt."
There was something in Chester's countenance that silenced the retort on the Springdale youth's lips, and it was not until Lanny and Chester were in the aisle and on their way down that the fellow's
