"I shan't stay here until morning—without a bed or coverings."
"What will you do?"
"Go up to the dormitory—after all the lights are out."
"Good! Wonder why I didn't think of that?"
"You ate too much, that's why." And Dave grinned. He, too, felt better now that he had fully satisfied his appetite.
Slowly the time went by till ten o'clock came. The prisoners heard tramping overhead, which told them the other students were retiring. They looked for a visit from Job Haskers, but the teacher did not show himself.
"He is going to keep us here until the doctor gets back, that is certain," said Dave.
"But the doctor may not come back to-night. I heard him say something the other day about going to Boston."
At last the school became quiet. By this time the boys' candle had burnt itself out, leaving them in total darkness. By common impulse they moved toward the door.
"What if we meet Murphy?" asked Phil.
"We'll do our best to avoid him, but if we do see him I rather think he'll side with us and keep quiet," answered Dave. "I know he hates Haskers as much as we do."
