So it was decided, and a little while later the cover of a pasteboard box was fixed up as a tray, containing several tempting looking sandwiches, some slices of layer cake, and two bananas. Then Walt Baxter marched off with the things in the direction of the room occupied by Bill Glutts.
"Come on and listen to what happens," said Andy, and presently, having slipped off their shoes, he and the others followed Walt down the corridor, but kept well in the background.
When Baxter arrived at Bill Glutts' room he heard low voices, and was much pleased to learn that Glutts was talking to Nick Carncross. When he knocked lightly on the door there was an uneasy stir within.
"Maybe it's one of the monitors come back," whispered Carncross uneasily.
"Who is there?" questioned Glutts sharply.
"It's I--Walt Baxter," was the answer. "Open the door, Glutts. I've got something good for you fellows."
The door was opened cautiously, and Walt explained his errand, at the same time holding out the improvised tray.
"I don't know that we want anything," said Glutts rather sourly.
"Oh, well, we might as well take it," put in Carncross hastily. He was a growing cadet, and always hungry.
"We'd like to have Codfish have some of this, too," said Walt. "Will you see that he gets some?"
"Sure!" answered Carncross readily. "He's right across the hall. I'll call him."
In a few minutes more Codfish came from his room clad in his pajamas and slippers. He sneaked over into the room occupied by Glutts and Carncross, and then the three began dividing the things Walt had brought for them.
"I'll have to go now," said Walt hastily. "Remember, this is with regards from our whole crowd," he added significantly.
"Thanks," muttered Carncross briefly, while Glutts and Codfish said nothing.
Then the bully closed the door and he and his cronies prepared to enjoy the things which had been brought to them.
"There'll be something doing in a minute or two," murmured Randy, as he and the others came to a halt before Bill Glutts' door.
"You fellows be careful and don't step on any of these," whispered Andy, as he bent down and laid the banana skins he had saved on the floor. "Splendid doormat for them when they come out," he added, grinning.