CHAPTER XV.
A PERILOUS FLIGHT Without waiting to get a hat or an extra coat, Dick dashed through the long corridor and down the broad stairs of the dormitory and Tom came at his heels.
"What's the matter ?" cried Spud, grabbing Sam, just as the youngest Rover boy was about to follow his brothers.
"I'll tell you when we get back," answered Sam.

"Don't stop me now, please, I may be wanted." "Want any help ?" put in Songbird, who for the moment had forgotten what he was about to recite.
"I don't know--but I guess not." "We'll go along anyhow," came from Max, and took after Sam, while several others did the same.
In the meantime Dick and Tom had gained the lower hallway of the dormitory.

The door was fastened, but the key was in the lock and they soon had the portal open and they leaped outside.

Then both started in the direction of the gymnasium shed.
"See anybody ?" cried Tom.
"No, it's too dark," answered Dick.

"But that must have been Abner Filbury's gun." The two reports from the shotgun had aroused many in various buildings around the campus, and windows were being raised and heads thrust out.
"What's the trouble ?" "Who fired those shots ?" "Is it a joke ?" "There go two of the Rovers!" "Are they up to some trick ?" "More than likely.