CHAPTER XVI
HOW THE FEAST WOUND UP
In less than half an hour the feast was at its height. Each of the students had had his fill of cake, candy, fruits, and drinkables, and all were telling jokes, listening to stories, and doing various "stunts" on the floor, the beds, and on the table and chairs. One lad, who was something of a gymnast, climbed on another's shoulders, while another did a somersault on one of the mattresses. There was likewise a pillow fight, and one student had half a glass of lemonade poured down his back.
"Isn't this great?" asked Roger of Dave.
"It's certainly all right," was Dave's answer. The merriment of his companions pleased him greatly.
"I didn't dream of such a grand reception," said Ben.
"Well, we don't give everybody such a reception. This is something special."
"Oh, for room for more chocolate cake!" came from Buster Beggs.
"Which puts me in mind of something," said
