"At any rate," thought Ned, "they didn't get the dinner away from us,
even if they did get me."
Hurrying onward, his captors carried him for nearly a mile. They then
came to a halt in a dark thoroughfare. As he was being borne onward face
upward, Ned could not tell where he was, nor to what part of the town his
enemies had brought him.
"What are you fellows going to do?" he asked at length, when they had
remained for several minutes, as if waiting.
"That's for us to know and you to find out," replied a voice Ned did not
recognize.
"Here comes--" began another of the first-year lads, when a companion
cautioned him with:
"No names!"
"This way!" someone called, and in obedience to the summons, those
carrying Ned turned to the right. They went down a short lane, and, a
moment later, Ned saw a doorway over his head. He was carried into a
building and laid down on a pile of bags in one corner of a room. It was
quite dark.
The captive heard his enemies running away, and then he knew their trick
was complete. They had carried him away--had kidnapped him in fact--and
taken him to some building where they left him bound and helpless.
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