teachers. About a score of men and boys living in the vicinity had
come up, and these, with the hired help from the institution, were
doing all in their power, to subdue the flames.

"Did all of the girls get out?" asked Tom, of the first teacher he
met.

"I don't know-- I think so," was the answer.

The boys pushed their way along from one group of students to another,
trying to catch sight of those whom they were seeking. In the
meantime, Songbird and the others from Brill had taken charge of the
touring car, and run it down a side road, where they hooked fast to
one of the arriving fire engines, much to the relief of those who had
been dragging the machine over the somewhat rough highway, and were
almost exhausted.

"Oh, Sam!" The cry came from Grace, and the next instant the girl
rushed up and fairly threw herself into the arms of the youngest
Rover.

"Where is Nellie?" he demanded, quickly. "Is she safe?"

"Here I am!" was the call, and then Nellie came up and caught Tom by
the shoulder. "Oh, isn't this dreadful!"

"It sure is, Nellie," returned Tom, as he slipped his arm around her
waist. "But I am mighty glad that you are safe. Do you think everybody
is out?"