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Rh other freshmen the next night, in order to steal away to Haddonfield and hold their banquet undisturbed by the sophomores.

Tom and Sid promised to be on hand, and the two members of the committee departed, Ford Fenton being unable to tell what it was his uncle had said. As Tom saw their guests to the door, something bright and shining in the hall attracted his attention.

"It's a matchbox," he remarked as he picked it up. "It's got initials on, too."

"What are they?"

"Hum—look like H. E. G."

"Horace E. Gladdus," said Sid. "I wonder if he was sneaking around here trying to catch on about the dinner?"