's get the
key and see what it means."
In this instance the translation of the cryptograph did not occupy much
time; Diggory produced his double alphabet, and soon spelt out the
word:--
"_To-night._"
The two chums gazed at each other for a few moments in silence.
"What does it mean?" queried Jack.
"I don't know, unless it is that they are going to have another meeting
after tea under the pavilion."
"Let's find Mug, and hear what he thinks."
In discussing their new find and attempting to solve its meaning, the
three friends forgot for the time being the melancholy tidings they had
received that morning, and gave themselves up to a full enjoyment of the
mystery.
"I can't see," said Mugford, "that it means anything else than that they
are going to have another meeting."
"Yes, that's it. I shall go down to the pavilion again after tea, and
see what's up. I shouldn't wonder if there is going to be another row.
Fletcher said he meant to do something before he left, and there isn't
much time now before the end of the term."
"Shan't Mug or I go this time?" asked Jack Vance; "it's rather a risky
business."
"No, I'll go; I know now just where to hide."
During the half-hour between tea and evening preparation Jack Vance and
Mugford lingered about in the dark and deserted quadrangle, anxiously
awaiting their comrade's return. Once only was the silence broken, by
Maxton chasing young "Rats" from the gymnasium into the big school,
shouting, "I'll lick you, you little villain!" but with this exception,
our two friends had the place to themselves.
It was a raw, cold night; every one seemed, very naturally, to be
keeping indoors, and there were no signs of any members of the secret
society being abroad. Jack Vance and his companion trotted softly up
and down, endeavouring to keep themselves warm. At length, when their
patience was wellnigh exhausted, there was a sound of footsteps, and
Diggory was descried coming through the archway leading to the playing
fields.
"Well," cried his two chums, in low, eager tones, "what have you heard?"
The answer was certainly one they had least expected,--
"Nothing."
"Nothing! what d'you mean?"
"Why, they didn't come; there wasn't any meeting. I waited and waited,
until I saw it was no use staying any longer; so then I gave it up as a
bad job."
"Did the note really say to-night?"
"Yes: I went down just before tea to see if it was still there, and I
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