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4 or on, the "Chauffeurs," as Holly Cross used to call the chiffonniers, back of the sofa it went, until such time as the chums had an occasional room-cleaning. Then many long-lost articles were discovered.

"Yes, there's no use digging any more," added Sid. "Besides, the chair couldn't be there."

"Some of the fellows might have jammed it in back of the sofa, I thought," spoke Phil. "But say, this is serious. We can't get along without our chair!"

"I should say not," agreed Tom, who was almost dressed. "I'm going out scouting for it. Bascome, Delafield or some of those fresh sports may have taken it to get even with us."

"They knew we cared a lot for it," declared Sid. "Ever since we had that row about it with Langridge, the time we moved into these dormitories, some of the fellows have rigged us about it."

"If Langridge were here we could blame him, and come pretty near being right," was Phil's opinion. "But he's at Boxer Hall yet—at least, I suppose he is."

"Yes, he's on their eleven, too, I hear," added Tom. "But this sure is a mystery, fellows. That chair never walked away by itself. And it's too heavy and awkward for one fellow to carry alone. We've got to get busy and find it."