The others understood, and when Jim Murphy came with a light to look into dormitories No. 11 and No. 12 he found every lad tucked in under the blankets and looking as if he had been slumbering for several hours.
"That was what I call a narrow escape," whispered Phil, after the monitor had departed. "Somebody surely spied on us."
"We'll look into the matter to-morrow," answered Luke Watson. "I'm in for sleep now." And a little later all the lads were in the land of dreams.
The next morning the members of the Gee Eyes looked for an investigation from Job Haskers, but no such thing occurred. The fact of the matter was that the teacher realized fully what a joke had been played on him while he was asleep, and he was afraid to stir the matter up for fear the entire school would be laughing at him. He made a few very cautious inquiries, which gave him no clew, and then, for the time being, dropped the matter.
The Gee Eyes were anxious to know how the Soden brothers had gotten out of the closet at the old boathouse, and were amazed when the answer came.
"Why, two of you fellows came back and let us out," said Henry Soden.
"One of the fellows said that Mr. Haskers was onto the game and that no initiations would be attempted," explained Joe Soden. "He said we had better get back to our dormitory as quickly as we could, so we scooted."
"I don't know. They wore their coats inside out and big paper bags over their heads."
"They were no members of the Gee Eyes," said Phil. "They were some outsiders who wanted to spoil our fun."
"Well, I must confess we were glad enough to get out of the closet,--it was so cold," said Henry Soden. "But just the same I shouldn't have run away if I had known the truth. Both of us are anxious to join your club."
"I'll tell you what I think," said Dave. "It was a put-up job all around. Some enemy told Mike Marcy about ghosts, sent word to old Haskers to be on guard, and released Joe and Henry."
"If that is true, we want to find out who that enemy was," answered Roger. "No student of Oak Hall can play such a trick on the Gee Eyes without suffering for it."
"I have a plan," went on Dave. "Let us lay for that hired boy of Marcy's--the lad called Billy. Maybe he can tell us who told Marcy--if anybody did tell him." And so it was arranged.