"To be sure, Smullers. Yes, there are exactly five of us," and
Tom winked at his companions.

"That's all right; the captain said to bring five. Where is the
other?"

"What other?"

"The other boy. I see only four of you."

"You asked me how many there were in the party, Mr. Snugbug."

"Yes, sir; and you said five."

"Four of us, and only one of you. Isn't that five --or do they
have a different kind of arithmetic at Putnam Hall from what I
have been studying?"

"Please don't joke, Master Rover, please don't. I was to bring
five boys." The utility man drew a slip of paper from his pocket.
"Four new boys -- Richard, Samuel, and Thomas Rover and --
Frederick Garrison -- and Corporal Daniel Baxter."

"Gracious, the bully is a corporal at the Hall!" came from Sam in
so low a tone that Snuggers did not catch it.

"The corporal isn't present," said Fred, gazing around absently.

"So he isn't. Must have missed the boat. Come along, please,"