nd the water, Asa Lemm
chanced to glance in a corner. Then he strode forward and caught up the
bundle Walt Baxter had flung there.

"What is that?" questioned the master of the Hall. And then, as the
professor undid the bundle, he continued: "Is that your clothing?"

"I--I think it is," faltered Asa Lemm. "Yes, sir."

"Did they undress the animals before they let them go?" queried the
master of the school, and, if the truth must be told, he had all he
could do to keep a straight face. He could not help but remember some of
the pranks he had played himself while a cadet at Putnam Hall.

"I don't know anything about this, Colonel Colby. But these are my
things," and, catching up the bundle, Asa Lemm flung it into the
clothing closet. He continued to storm around, demanding that some of
the boys be punished for what had occurred. While this was going on, two
of the hired help came up from the kitchen with pails and mops, and
presently succeeded in cleaning up the floor. Two rugs which had been
lying there were taken away to be dried.

"I think we had better let this matter rest until morning," said
Colonel Colby finally. "It is too late to start an investigation now. I
wish all of you to retire at once," he commanded, to the amused cadets.

"Some one is going to suffer for this," growled Asa Lemm.

"I shall do what I can for you, Professor," announced the master of the
Hall, and then he moved away, scattering the cadets before him.

Most of the boys retired to their rooms smiling broadly to themselves,
for nearly all of them had enjoyed the joke greatly.

"But it isn't over yet," whispered Andy to his immediate friends. "There
is more to come. Just watch and see!"

CHAPTER XII

IN COLONEL COLBY'S OFFICE

As soon as Jack and Walt returned to Colby Hall, they hurried up to the
rooms occupied by the Rover boys. They found Jack's cousins present, and
also Gif, Spouter and several others.

"We had the best luck ever!" declared Jack, and related how they had
managed to get the goats back to Mike O'Toole's stable without the Irish
farmer being aware of what had happened.

"Say, that's fine!" burst out Andy.

"We want to be on the watch," remarked Randy. "Old Lemon will be going
to bed pretty soon, and we want to find out just how comfortable he
finds his bed," and he grinned.

Word had been passed around to about a dozen of the cadets, and as soon
as the school had quieted down and the others had retire