Part 5 (2/2)
With a crack of his whip Mr. Sanderson whirled from the road into the grounds and drove up to the steps of the main building.
”This is the place where new students report,” he said with a smile.
”I'll take your grips over to the dormitory.”
”Thank you, Mr. Sanderson,” said d.i.c.k. ”And here are your two dollars,” and he handed the money over.
While d.i.c.k was paying the farmer Sam turned to the back of the carriage to look at the dress-suit cases. He gave an exclamation.
”What's the matter?” asked Tom.
”Didn't you have a suit case, Tom?”
”Certainly.”
”Well, it's gone.”
CHAPTER IV
WHAT HAPPENED AT THE CAMPUS FENCE
”Gone?”
”Yes, gone Are you sure you put it in the carriage?”
”Positive,” was Tom's answer. ”I put it on top of yours and d.i.c.k's.”
”Then it must have jounced out somewhere on the road.”
”What's up?” asked d.i.c.k, catching a little of the talk.
”Tom's case is gone. He put it on top of ours, and I suppose coming over that rough road jounced it out.”
”One of the satchels gone, eh?” came from Mr. Sanderson. ”Sure you put it in?”
”Yes, I am positive.”
”Too bad. Reckon I'd better go back at once and pick it up.”
”I'll go with you,” said Tom.
The matter was talked over for a minute and then Tom and the farmer reentered the carriage and drove off. As they did this a man came out to meet d.i.c.k and Sam.
”New students?” he asked shortly.
”Yes,” replied d.i.c.k.
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