"For your impudence to me you shall go without your supper to-night." "That remains to be seen," replied Sam, but in such a low voice that the teacher did not hear.

Then the door was closed and locked, and Jasper Grinder hurried away with the key in his pocket, to make poor Tubbs a prisoner in the stone cell.
"Here's a pretty mess, and no mistake," thought Sam, as he sank on a bench, the only article of furniture the room contained.

"I'm being treated worse than Tom was treated by old Crabtree when first we came to the Hall.

And all because I called Tubby by his nickname! If this keeps on a fellow won't dare to breathe out loud when Grinder is around.

What a passionate fellow he is at times! He glares at a fellow as if he was going to eat you up!" While Sam remained on the bench he heard footsteps in the hallway and a howling protest from Tubbs.