He
shook from head to foot, but, by a strong effort of will, he stayed
his quivering.
One stealthy look over his shoulder Haynes took, then suddenly opened
the door, stepping outside.
Cadet Prescott half turned. There was no time to do more, when
he felt himself seized in a strong clutch.
There was hardly any struggle. It all seemed to be over in a
second or so. Cadet Prescott plunged headlong through the darkness
of the night into the dark river below!
CHAPTER XVI
ROLL-CALL GIVES THE ALARM
For an instant Haynes leaned far out.
Now his eyes were filed with a terror that overcame the wild fascination
of his wicked deed.
His anger had died down in a flash. Turnback Haynes would have
given worlds to be able to recall the felonious deed he had just
committed. But it was too late. He had seen Prescott's flying
figure sink beneath the waters, which came up to within a few
feet of the railroad trestle.
Haynes turned back with a sobbing groan. Then he cast a terrified
look into the car.
Some of the fellows must have seen both of us come out here, he
quavered. They'll see only one of us come back. I'll have to
stand the whole fire of questions. Ugh! C-c-can I stand it without
breaking down and giving myself away?
The train was over and off of the bridge by now.
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