Payner happened along that morning just as Duncan was leaving the rehabilitated room, receiving as he went, in a curious confusion of shame and complacency, the blessings of the Moons. Payner fumbled long at his lock, screwing his head around over his shoulder so as to take in the whole unusual character of the scene,--unusual because boys are not likely to be profuse in their expressions of gratitude, but especially remarkable in that a Peck seemed to have been engaged in a labor of love. "Has _he_ been doing something good?" he asked, jerking his thumb in the direction of the door behind which Duncan had just disappeared. "Well, I guess!" replied Reggie. "He's just straightened us all out. He's a brick! You ought to have seen the pile when we came in. It almost--" The abrupt ending of Reggie's speech was prompted by a side swing of his elder brother's foot. It must not be inferred that this was Clarence's usual method of guiding Reginald's conversation. He had begun with an unheeded nudge. The kick was effectual, but late. Reggie turned in wonder, and perceived from Clarence's black looks that he had said something amiss. While he stood gaping in a startled and uncomprehending manner at his brother, Payner left the door which he had succeeded in opening, crossed the entry, and peered into the Moons' room. "Where's the pile?" he demanded in the rapid, explosive way which the boys liked to mimic. Payner's phrases were jerked out in diminishing puffs, like the irregular snorts of a laboring gasolene engine. Clarence said nothing, and Payner, turning his back upon him, addressed himself once more to Reggie. "There isn't any," replied Reggie. "We've taken it all down. It was right there where the table is." "Been rough-housed, have you?" asked the visitor, wheeling now upon Clarence, and breaking into a most unsympathetic snicker. "Who did it?" Clarence scowled. "How do you suppose I know? We found it here when we came from Latin, and Duncan Peck has been helping us clear up." "Wasn't the other one with him?" "No, he had to study," explained Reginald; "but Duncan stayed till the last thing was put away. It was awfully nice of him, wasn't it?" "How'd they happen to be here?" "Oh, they came up the same time we did, and we called 'em in." "They'd been at recitation?" persisted Payner. "No, at the Gym," growled Clarence, who did not see why he should be questioned in this peremptory fashion. "They'd been here awhile, too," added Reggie, "but they didn't hear any one come to this room." "I reckon they could if they'd wanted to," Payner observed dryly. Reggie did not understand Payner's meaning at all, and Clarence only in part. So they stood for a moment in silence; then Reggie spied Clarence's knotted pajamas in the corner of the sofa and was just opening his mouth to exclaim over them, when Clarence spoke. "Do you mean to say that they knew when it was done?"