It was long after ten o’clock when regular breathing from across the room told Kendall that his roommate was asleep. He waited five minutes more to make certain and then arose softly, donned trousers and jacket over his nightgown—Kendall had not yet become so stylish4 as to affect[72] pajamas—and thrust his bare feet into his canvas “sneakers.” Making certain that the electric torch was in his pocket, he opened the room door noiselessly and peeked5 out. The dimly lighted hall was empty. Leaving his door slightly ajar, he scuttled6 to the stairway and stole down. Two of the faculty7, Mr. Collins, the Assistant Principal, and Mr. Frye, lived on the lower floor and Kendall had no desire to encounter them. Mr. Collins’s transom, however, was dark, and although a light showed in Mr. Frye’s study, it was further down the corridor and well out of sound.
As he expected, the big outer door was locked. But the key was on the inside and it turned without a squeak8. The door was not so quiet, but it is doubtful if it made nearly so much noise as Kendall thought. He crept through with his heart in his throat, feeling like a burglar leaving the scene of his depredations9. In another moment he was swallowed in the darkness.
Cautiously, treading on the grass and keeping as close as he might to the front of the buildings, he made his way to Oxford10. All was quiet as yet. As his eyes became accustomed to the darkness he found that he could see for some little distance. There was the flagpole, a grayish streak11 in the gloom, and he thought he could make out[73] the edge of The Prospect12 beyond. Some stars showed, but for the most part they were obscured by clouds. It was an ideal night for desperate deeds, Kendall reflected, and he shivered pleasurably as he ensconced himself in the doorway13 of Oxford. He wondered what time it was, but had no way of determining. Suddenly a drumming sound reached him and he listened acutely. It grew and grew and at last resolved itself into the rush of a night freight bearing down from the east. Presently a ruddy glow smote14 the darkness away to the left as the fireman fed coal to the pounding engine. Then all was blackness again, and the roar of the train as it rushed through the cut a little distance away filled the night. After a moment Kendall could see the tail lights as the train swept across the bridge into Greenburg. Hoarse15 and low came the distant whistle of a steamer on the Sound. Then quiet settled down again.
Although the day had been unseasonably warm, the night held a chill that was fast getting through Kendall’s scant16 attire17. And the stones felt very cold under the worn soles of his rubber “sneakers.” He wished that the enemy would make its appearance and have done with it. And at almost the same minute, as though in answer to his wish, there reached him faintly the sound[74] of a creaking carriage from beyond the slope. The sounds ceased. Kendall, straining sight and hearing, waited, his heart pounding against his ribs18. Minute after minute passed. Time and again his imagination peopled The Prospect with skulking19 figures, and more than once he was certain that he heard voices. But when the enemy did appear it was from an unsuspected quarter.
Kendall had been so sure that they would creep up over the edge of The Prospect that he never took his eyes from that direction until a sound at his left, the faintest sound imaginable, summoned his gaze. They had come by the drive, after all, banking20, doubtless, on the darkness to remain undetected. When Kendall first saw them they were almost halfway21 across the turf between the drive and the flagpole, which, from where he hid in the entrance of Oxford, was a scant twelve yards distant.
Kendall’s hand, which had been clutching the electric torch for many minutes, tightened22 and his finger sought the button. But he waited a moment longer, waited while they reached the flagpole, four darker blots23 in the darkness, and paused there. Then two of the forms separated from the others, one advancing to the right and the other to the left and kneeling, apparently24, on the turf. Only once the sound of a voice reached[75] Kendall. Then he thought he heard the word “brush” uttered in a low tone. And then up went his arm, his finger pressed on the button and—
Darkness as before!
The torch had failed to work! Frantically25 Kendall pressed the button, but it was no use. What was the matter? The torch had been all right earlier in the evening, for he had tested it more than once. Perhaps—! Hurriedly he unscrewed the lens at the end and felt of the tiny lamp inside. That was it! It had become sufficiently26 unscrewed to break the connection. He tightened it with trembling fingers, put back the lens, again pointed27 it at the base of the flagpole and pressed the button.
A path of white light leaped before him into the darkness. In that brilliant flood of radiance every object stood out sharp and distinct as though in a flash of lightning. At the pole, frozen into immobility, stood a boy with upraised arm. Beside him a second boy leaned to dip his brush in the can of paint. At the edge of the radiance, to left and right, the two watchers knelt on the grass like Indian scouts28 and gazed with wide, frightened eyes into the glare of the torch. The picture lasted but an instant. Then came one sudden exclamation29 of alarm and four figures were[76] scuttling30 for the edge of The Prospect, their shadows fleeing before them. Then they were gone. Kendall raced after. The light from the torch swept the long, steep slope. Two of the boys had reached the bottom safely, but the others were rolling over and over, pellmell, legs and arms thrashing the air as they went. But not a sound escaped them. At the bottom they picked themselves up and plunged31 into the blackness beyond the limits of the torch’s radiance.
“At the pole stood a boy with upraised arm.”
Kendall extinguished the light and stood for a moment in silent laughter as he heard the creak of the carriage, followed the next instant by the sound of galloping32 hoofs33 on the road. Then silence fell again. Still chuckling34, he retraced35 his steps across The Prospect. He had had some idea at first of hiding the can of paint, but he didn’t know where to put it. And, now that the enemy was routed in disorder36, it behooved37 him to make good his own escape from a precarious38 position. He wondered whether they had succeeded in putting any of the paint on the pole before their flight, but decided39 that he had better not show the light again. He would learn to-morrow.
He crept silently back to Clarke and breathed a sigh of relief when he found the door ajar as he had left it. There had always been the possibility[77] that someone would come prowling around, find it undone40 and relock it. But fortune, it seemed, was with him to-night. He pushed open the door, entered, closed it behind him and noiselessly turned the key again. Then he faced around and discovered himself looking startledly into the eyes of the Assistant Principal!
Mr. Collins was clothed in a crimson41 bathgown, the tasseled42 cords of which he was still in the act of tying with fumbling43 fingers. He had evidently just arisen from bed, and hurriedly. Kendall, the electric torch still clasped in his left hand, remained stock-still and regarded the brilliant apparition44 with open mouth. It was the apparition that spoke45 first.
“Where have you been?” asked Mr. Collins sternly.
“What for?”
“Just—just to look around, sir; to get the air. I—I wasn’t sleepy, please, sir, and I—I took a walk.”
“Hm; really?” Mr. Collins’s tone was doubting. “Didn’t you know it was against the rules to leave the building after ten o’clock?”
“Yes, sir, but I—I guess I forgot it.”
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“You guess you forgot it, eh? What’s that in your hand?”
Kendall looked down, saw the torch and regarded it with a vast surprise, turning it this way and that in an evident effort to account for it. Finally, though,
“That’s an electric torch, sir,” he answered.
“Hm; so I see. What’s your name?”
“Burtis, sir.”
“What’s your room?”
“Twenty-one, sir.”
“Go to it. I’ll talk with you to-morrow. Wait!”
“Are you alone?”
“Yes, sir.”
“No one else with you?”
“No, sir.”
“Quite certain of that?”
“Oh, yes, sir.”
“Very well. Don’t let this happen again, Curtis.”
“Burtis, please, sir. No, sir. Thank you, sir.”
“Hm! Good night!”
But the encounter with Mr. Collins couldn’t spoil the adventure. Unaided and alone, reflected Kendall as he mounted the stairs to his room,[79] he had met the enemy and repulsed48 it! He had saved the school from vandalism! He, Kendall Burtis, had done it, and from now on they could no longer disregard his existence. He was a hero!
Of course, his thoughts continued as he crawled into bed without disturbing the rhythmic49 breathing of his roommate, of course Mr. Collins might lecture him about leaving the building after lock-up, but what was a lecture in view of his triumph? Eventually Kendall fell asleep to dream of the night’s events in weird50 parody51, little recking of the mischievous52 possibilities of what is known as Circumstantial Evidence!
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