but once in the corridors the walls echoed a medley of excited debate and speculation. Back in Room 13 Mr. Banning held the boys while waiting for the next period bell.
"I think," he said, "that Room 13 has a representative on the Safety Committee."
Perry King arose. "I'm on the committee. We won't have our arm bands until to-morrow."
"Can't do anything in this school," little Johnny Dunn chortled, "without Room 13 having a finger in the pie."
"Let Room 13 keep its hands clean by not making it necessary to be reported by the Safety Committee," Perry said savagely. Plainly he was chewing some cud of bitter reflection. Mr. Banning looked at him in surprise. Littlefield nudged Hammond.
"Something's gone wrong," he observed wisely. "I'll bet it has something to do with the election."
It did have something to do with the election. Twice, before the period bell rang, Perry tried to catch Praska's eye; later there was no chance to overtake him in the orderly lines out in the hall. During the morning he heard that one more room had declared for Praska. That was good. The information was followed by the announcement that the two remaining rooms—a girls' room and Merritt's own home room—had taken a stand
