Meanwhile the mice, bewildered by the lights, the noise and the strange
place, were running about, squealing as loudly as they could. Every time
one of the frightened creatures came near a girl, or a group of them, the
cries of the damsels drowned the squeaks of the rodents.
The boys of the Upside Down Club were at their wits' ends, for they could
wage no effectual warfare against the mice. One or two of the committee
of arrangements scurried around until they secured brooms, but by this
time the mice had hidden in corners, whence they scurried out
occasionally, to the great fright of the girls.
The dance had come to a sudden end, for the girls, even after comparative
quiet was restored, refused to venture on the floor. Even Alice, who was
braver than most girls, stayed in a corner.
"Who did it?"
"Where did they come from?"
"How did it happen?"
These and many more questions were heard on every side. The paper bags
from which the mice had burst were still in the center of the floor. Some
of the first-year boys picked them up. From them dropped slips of paper
on which were printed:
_COMPLIMENTS OF THE DAREWELL BASEBALL NINE_.
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