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Title: Archer and the "Prophet"
Year: 1916 (1910s)
Authors: Brown, Edna A.
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Publisher: Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co.
Contributing Library: Memorial Hall Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston Public Library

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the floor.» The rest of the roll was never called. Boysand house-master joined in a shout that washeard in both Hammond and Sanderson. Mr.Perrin, his dormitory quiet and presumablyasleep for the night, pricked up his ears. Hehad thought young Lansing was keeping Fosterremarkably well in hand, but this sounded de-cidedly like some kind of insurrection. Lansing, really unable to speak, finally satdown on a radiator and held his sides, while forsome seconds the boys fairly yelled, partly atBryans fall, partly at the expression on hisface. In the midst of the commotion, anotherindividual, fully dressed, leisurely descendedthe stairs and paused to survey the hilariousgroup below. Inman! gasped the house-master, wip-ing his eyes and trying to control a shaky voice,you were due here three minutes ago. Theo-retically, youre a corpse. What have you beendoing all this time! Inman cast a calm glance about him. Put-ting on a clean collar, sir, he replied. With a gesture of comic despair, Lansing
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His wet feet slipped from under him.—Page A FIRE DRILL AND A MYSTERY 89 sank back on his radiator. Pandemonium againreigned. Some moments elapsed before hegathered composure to address the now hysteri-cal crowd. Bryan, when the fire-alarm sounds, you aresupposed to come prepared to leave the build-ing. At this time of year, your present cos-tume would doom you to instant pneumonia.You certainly wore a bathrobe from your room;next time you hear the gong ring when yourein the tub, grab your wrapper and leave thesoap. Bryan, leaning against the wall, arrayed inhis towel as in a Boman toga, answered with asolemn nod. When Lansing turned away, hefavored his gibing schoolmates with a wink anda wicked grin. Inman, went on the house-master, you vegone to the opposite extreme. This is supposedto be a burning building. Under such circum-stances, never stop to make yourself look pretty.Nobodys going to notice your collar. Shall I finish the roll? asked Archer, hisvoice weak from laughter. No,

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