If the students had needed any further proof that he was the guilty party, this would have settled it. They were sufficiently satisfied, however, before they began their operations, and this partial admission merely stimulated them to more active work. The dozen or so who had come out in hoods to capture the man, surrounded him and walked him rapidly toward the building in which the Pi Gamma had its rooms. In so doing they passed more than one person on the streets, but no more than a little curious attention was paid to them. Whoever saw them supposed that some process in a secret society initiation was going on, and if they caught sight of the unhooded figure in the middle of the group, they undoubtedly supposed that it was a neophyte. Miller longed undoubtedly to cry for help whenever the party met anybody, but with a student clinging to each arm and hands raised to choke his voice, he dared not so much as whisper. So at length he was brought without interruption to the back entrance of the building, where he was hustled into the doorway and blindfolded. There, strangely enough, he found his tongue for a moment. "You fellers let me alone, or you'll all go to jail for it," he muttered. A chorus of hoarse, long-drawn "ahs!" was the answer to this. The outer door was closed then, and Miller was told to kneel. "I won't do it!" he protested. "I'm not going to have my head struck off with an ax----" "Kneel, you scoundrel!" cried the voice of Baker, who was the leader of the party. They did not wait for him to kneel, but pushed him to his knees. He found himself as the neophytes did, at the bottom of a stairway; then they told him to mount, and prodded him in the back and legs to make him start on. Miller started, for he could not help himself. His journey upward then was like that described in the case of Frank during his initiation. What he felt cannot be described, for Miller, so far as is known, never told anybody about it. He arrived at the top of the long, winding flight of stairs in a state of almost complete collapse. The noise had been more deafening and hideous than ever had been endured by any neophyte. The whole force of the Pi Gamma were out to make the thing a success, and every kind of racket that ingenuity could devise was added to the usual programme. When at last Miller found that there were no other steps ahead of him to be climbed, he stumbled forward, face downward, and lay upon the floor gasping and groaning. The noise suddenly ceased, for Baker had held up his hand and the students who understood the programme obeyed his silent command immediately. "The mystic gates have been passed," remarked Baker, in a solemn tone. "It is understood that the person who has thus entered within the circle of Pi Gamma is not a member and that he has been permitted to come here simply that he may defend his own life. "We will, therefore, proceed to try him at once. Set the prisoner on his feet."