"I am nearly dead!" "It's Rattleton!" shouted the freshmen.
They crowded around him.
"Well, say, you are a bird!" cried Lucy Little, whose right name was Lewis Little.
"A regular bird of paradise," chuckled Bandy Robinson.
"Where are those fellows ?" demanded Frank Merriwell.

"Where did they leave you?
Tell me, old man." "At the door," faintly replied Rattleton as he reached for a mug of beer which some one held toward him.

"They took me right up to the door and made me come in here." "Out!" shouted Frank--"out and after them! Capture one of them if possible! We want to even this thing up." Out they rushed, but once more the crafty sophomores had vanished, and not one of them was to be found.
The freshmen went back and listened to Harry's story.

He told how he had been blindfolded and taken somewhere, he did not know where.

There they had kept him while his friends were searching.