"Oh, ye will, will yez! We"ll see about thot!"
Biff! smack! thud! thump! The two frantic boys were hammering each other in the darkness of their room, while the listening jokers were convulsed with merriment.
The uproar had aroused that entire section of the academy. The sentinel came down the corridor at the double quick, just as Frank Merriwell, partly dressed, leaped out of his room and flung himself against the door of the room from which the racket issued.
Other boys came swarming into the corridor, and the excitement was intense.
Merriwell burst into the room, and, a moment later, dragged out Hans and Barney into the lighted corridor.
The crawfish were still clinging comfortably to various portions of the garments in which the two lads had gone to bed. Seeing the creatures, Hans uttered a howl of agony louder than any that had yet issued from his throat.
"Cendibedes!" he wailed. "I vos a tead boy! I vos peen bit in more as nine huntred und sefenteen blaces alretty yet! Vere vos dot toctor?"
"They"re centipades sure!" groaned Barney. "An Oi didn"t belave there wur such craythers! Ouch! ouch! How they boight! Take "em off!"
But the two lads danced, kicked and beat about them with their arms so that no one could remove the crawfish.
The boys who were witnesses of this "circus," nearly choked with laughter. Sammy Smiles had a fit, and rolled on the floor, clinging to his sides.
All the while Frank was apparently making desperate efforts to quiet the boys and remove the crawfish, but, at the same time he was saying just loud enough for them to hear:
"The bite is deadly poison! The only antidote is equal parts of new milk and vinegar taken internally. About a gallon should be absorbed, while a chemically prepared poultice of H2O, _tempus fugit_, and _aqua pura_ should be applied to each and every bite."
"Bring" on yer new milk and vinegar, begorra!" roared the Irish boy, wildly. "It"s a barrel ur two Oi"ll drink av th" sthuff!"
"Somepody dose boultices make britty queek alretty!" shouted Hans. "I vant dwo huntred und elefen for dose bites vot I haf all ofer mein body on!"
"Keep still!" ordered the sentinel. "Stand still while those crawfish are removed."
"You peen bitten all der dime dose cendibedes py, und I pet me my poots you don"d keep very sdill yet avile! We-e-eow! Dey vos eadin" me ub alretty yet!"
"Get away wid yez, ye spalpane!" shouted Barney, and one of his wildly waving fists struck the sentinel between the eyes and knocked him over instantly.
"Remember it is vinegar and milk that you want, and you must have it,"
shouted Frank, in the Irish lad"s ear. "Every second you delay about procuring it makes your chances all the more desperate."
"Begorra! Oi"ll hiv it directly, av there"s anything av th" sort in th" ranch!"
Then Barney made a break for the stairs, with Hans a close second, and the boys could not resist the temptation to rush after them.
Never before had there been such an uproar heard in Fardale Academy, and the commotion had brought Professor Gunn and his two princ.i.p.al a.s.sistants, Professor Jenks and Professor Scotch, from their rooms on the floor below the "c.o.c.kloft."
"What can be the meaning of this outrageous hub-bub?" cried Professor Jenks, who, on account of his exceeding height, was known as "High Jinks."
"Goodness knows!" exclaimed Professor Gunn, peering over his spectacles in a horrified way at his companions. "It must be a mutiny----"
"Or a murder!" chattered Professor Scotch, who was a very small man, and was generally known as "Hot Scotch," because of his fiery red hair and peppery temper.
"Let us proceed together to investigate," came resolutely from Professor Gunn"s lips.
"All right," said High Jinks, bravely. "Lead the way, sir."
"Be cautious, gentlemen--be cautious!" urged Hot Scotch, his face pale and his teeth rattling together. "Such dreadful shrieks have never before a.s.sailed my ears--never! They are certainly cries of mortal agony!"
"Oh, you can go to your room, and lock yourself in, if you are afraid!"
came scornfully from the tall professor"s lips.
"Who"s afraid!" bristled the little man, instantly. "You will find I am not afraid of you, sir! I am ready to----"
"Gentlemen! gentlemen, silence!" came commandingly from Professor Gunn"s lips. "I will not have this unseemly bickering! If you are ready, come on."
So they moved toward the stairs, High Jinks resolutely keeping by Professor Gunn"s side, while Hot Scotch lingered a little in the rear, clinging to the tail of the head professor"s coat.
Just as they reached the foot of the stairs and were about to ascend, feet were heard rushing along the corridor above, and then Barney Mulloy came plunging down the stairs, with Hans Dunnerwust riding astride his neck, both in their nightclothes, with a few crawfish still clinging to them.
The three professors were unable to get out of the way, so the frantic boys plunged straight into them, and all fell in a struggling, squirming ma.s.s on the floor.
CHAPTER XV.
WARNED.
At the head of the stairs swarmed the plebes, who were convulsed with laughter.
"Oh! oh! oh!" gasped Sammy Smiles, clinging to his sides. "Somebody please do something to stop me from laughing! Ha! ha! ha! If I don"t stop soon, I"ll die! Oh, dear! oh, dear! I am sore all over!"
"Help!" cried Professor Gunn.
The boys on the floor below the c.o.c.kloft were out by this time, and they were enjoying the spectacle quite as much as the plebes above.
Frank had rushed into his room, and he came forth with a bag that contained something that moved and snarled. Reaching the head of the stairs, he quickly opened the mouth of the bag and extracted two cats.
He had slipped on a pair of heavy gloves, and he succeeded in holding the cats securely, while he said to Ned Gray:
"Quick--take the string that held the mouth of the bag--tie their tails together! Lively!"
Ned caught up the string, and worked swiftly, tying the cats" tails tightly together.
When this was accomplished, Frank gave the felines a fling toward the group at the foot of the stairs.
The cats struck one on either side of Professor Gunn"s neck, and, as their tails were tied together, they hung there, but not quietly.
With wild howls of agony, they began clawing each other, incidentally, by way of diversion, socking their claws into the professor"s face now and then, and ripping up a few furrows in that gentleman"s countenance.
Professor Gunn howled louder than the cats, and tried to fling them off; but they clung to him as if they loved him, and continued to shower marks of affection upon him.
"Great Scott!" gasped Ned Gray. "If it is ever found out that you were at the bottom of this, Merriwell, you will be expelled sure!"