Phil dropped the curtain and lay face down in the pillow for
a moment.

"I say, Phil."

"What is it?" demanded the lad in a muffled voice.

"Guess who's out there?"

"I don't know."

"The gang's out there."

"Who?"

"The gang. The whole high school crowd."

"Oh!"

"They're looking for us. Lucky we're on the last section, for
if it was dark, we couldn't make much of a splurge getting off
the train. Aren't you going to get up?"

"Yes."

Phil slowly pulled himself from his berth, then began drawing on
his clothes. Teddy was already up and nearly dressed, full of
expectation of what was before him. For Phil there was something
that tinged his joy with sadness, though he could not make up his