"He did?"

"Yes. He says you are a perfect minx."

A few words more followed, and then both of the boys left the
cabin.

"She won't submit," whispered Mumps.

"What had we best do?"

"Use the drug Crabtree gave us," answered Baxter. "It's a lucky
thing I brought that vial."

"Yes -- if we don't have any trip-up in the matter," answered the
toady, with a doubtful shake of his head. Mumps had gone into
the whole scheme rather unwillingly, but now saw no way of
backing out.

A little later the Falcon ran into the harbor of Cayuga and came
to anchor close to one of the docks. Then Baxter appeared with
some sandwiches and a glass of milk.

"You might as well eat; it's foolish not to," he said, and set
the food on a little stand.

By this time Dora was very hungry, and as soon as the bully had
left she applied herself to what had been brought. Poor
creature, she did not know that both sandwiches and milk had been
doctored with a drug calculated to make her dull and sleepy!