UNDER THE STING OF THE LASH When the crowd reached the camp of the high school boys all was silent there.

From within the tent came the sounds of the heavy breathing of the sleepers.
"Everything is ready, and there isn't even a dog on the place!" was the exultant word passed back.
"Bunch up! Get in close and surround the tent," ordered another voice.

"We want some of you men behind the tent, so that none of the youngsters can slip away from us.

Come along, now.

Don't talk! Don't make so much noise.