"Sam Heller and Nick Johnson just arrived in a big touring car. Sam
says it's his."

"Sam Heller here?"

"And Nick Johnson?"

"In a touring car?"

Tom, Jack and Bert asked the questions in turn. They fairly glared at
George. The latter, satisfied with the impression he had produced,
sank into an easy chair.

"They're here," he went on. "I just saw 'em come, and they're headed
this way."

"Sam and Nick going to room in the same dormitory with us!" gasped Bert.

"After what they did?" asked Jack.

"Helping to capture and hold us fellows prisoners," said Tom bitterly.

"We won't stand for it!" declared Bert vigorously.

"I should say not!" came from Jack indignantly. "We will have to do
something--protest--make a class matter of it. After what happened at
the old mill, for those snobs to have the nerve to come back to Elmwood
Hall. Why--"

"It is rather raw," interrupted Tom. "What shall we do?"