em than eat. And
because it's so easy for him, he thinks it ought to be easy for us, too.
He puts down corkers for us to do, and then looks at us in pained
surprise if we think they're hard. If I get through this time, it'll be
due to a special providence."

"I wish we knew what he was going to ask, beforehand," sighed Billy.
"Couldn't we bone up on them then? I'd get a hundred per cent. sure."

"Wouldn't it be bully, if we were mind readers, and knew just what
questions he was going to put on that printed list?" laughed Fred.

"The first glimpse we'll get of that printed list will be when they're
plumped down on the desk in front of us the day of the examination,"
said Ned Wayland. "They'll be kept snug under lock and key until then."

"Yes," chimed in Tom, "and the prof's so foxy that he doesn't even have
them printed in town, for fear that some copy might get into some of the
fellows' hands. He sends them away to some city to be printed, and
they're sent back to him by registered mail."

"I'll bet that was the package I saw him putting away in his desk
yesterday!" exclaimed Fred. "It was a long manila envelope, stuffed with
something that crackled, and it had a lot of sealing wax on it. I
noticed that he seemed to be very careful of it, and put it away under a
lot of other papers before he locked his desk."

"Likely enough, those were the examination slips," said Billy.

"We'll see them soon enough, but then it'll be too late to do any good,"
remarked Melvin.

The conversation took another turn and the subject was forgotten for the
time.

Andy, busy at one of the rings, had overheard the talk, although he had
not joined in it because of the terms on which he was with Fred and his
friends. He had pricked up his ears at Fred's laughing remark about mind
reading, and from then on he had followed closely all that had been said
about the papers. An idea had suddenly come into his mind, and a slow,
evil smile spread over his face as he turned it over and over.

Two nights later, Fred woke from his sleep about midnight, conscious
that something was bothering him. He found that it was the moon, which
was just then at the full, and was shining in his face. He rose, and
went to the window to draw down the shade.

The campus was flooded with light and Fred stood for a moment, enjoying
the beauty of the scene.

Suddenly, something moving beneath him attracted his attention.

The buildings threw a heavy shadow, mad