would dare show their faces at Elmwood Hall again.

"And yet they're here," said our hero, as he and the others hurried on
across the broad campus.

"And they're going to stay, if what George says is true," added Jack.

"Oh, it's true enough," declared the questioning lad.

"There they are!" suddenly exclaimed Bert Wilson, pointing toward a
small building just outside of the school property. It was a shack
where "Pop" Swab sold soda and "pop," from which he took his name.

"Yes, that's them all right," assented Tom.

"And some car they have," added Jack. "I wonder where they got it?"

"They won't have it long, if they treat it as recklessly as that,"
commented Bert, for the two lads having leaped into the auto, Sam threw
in the gears so clumsily that the machine was stalled, with a grinding
that did not augur well for the mechanism.

It was evident that the two cronies, having satisfied their thirst,
were about to drive on, but Sam's error made it necessary for him to
get out to crank the car again. This gave our friends a chance to come
up to them.

Sam had his back to them, as he bent over to take hold of the crank,
but something Nick said in a low voice caused him to turn around. Then
he saw Tom and the others.