Some students, including Pole and Potts, arrived at this moment. They had been helping drag the river but, despairing of recovering the body, had returned. A crowd surrounded them at once. "What luck?" "Find any trace of him?" These and many more anxious questions were hurled at the weary searchers. "We found his cap down by the bend in the river, that's all," responded Pole, sadly, passing the cap about for inspection. Then, noticing Benz in the throng: "Say, have they wired his folks yet?" "... No." "Well, that had better be attended to. They've got to know it sooner or later and we should notify them immediately." "I'll see that a message is sent right away," replied Benz, brokenly. At this juncture, Cateye, who had been watching from his window across the campus, decided that the time was ripe for Judd's resurrection. In fact the time was over-ripe. If Cateye had imagined what tremendous proportions the supposed drowning of Judd might assume he would never have devised the plan to cure Benz of his practical jokes. "You'd better be taking that stroll right away, Judd," directed Cateye. "The sheriff's just about ready to depart with the bunch and it looks like every last student is out to bid farewell. Now do just as I told you and hurry or you'll be too late!" Judd lost no time in descending the stairs and stepping quietly out of the dormitory. He stalked leisurely across the campus, passing several students on the way but they were so busy talking about the night's terrible happenings that they did not recognize him. In fact, Judd actually succeeded in mingling with the crowd, so intent were they all upon the departure of the sheriff and his prisoners. He took a position by the side of Benz, who was tearfully bidding good-bye. Judd, for the moment, was touched but remembering the many things Benz had done against him he thought the "cure" might do him good. Of a sudden Benz chanced to turn and caught sight of Judd. At first he stared, wild-eyed, and in open-mouthed astonishment; then he recoiled from the terrific shock. He could not believe his eyes. "Oh, fellows, help me! I'm seeing things!" Benz shrieked, covering his face with his hands and endeavoring to get away. Everyone looked in Benz's direction and at the sight of Judd the greater portion of the crowd dispersed to a safe distance. Judd had come among them so quietly that the sight of him was a great shock. Pole was the first to recover himself. "Great guns, Rube!" he exclaimed, astounded. "I thought you were drowned!" "Me! Drowned?" drolled Judd, slowly, "I should say not!" "But where have you been all this time?" cried Potts. Those who had sufficiently recovered, at least enough to believe their eyes, began gathering about joyfully. "Up in my room," replied Judd, suppressing a yawn. "How did you get out? Why didn't you let us know that you were o.k? What did you hold off so long for?" The questions were coming thick and fast.