“You can’t tell anything that’ll hurt me.”
“Oh, can’t I?”
“Not a thing. Do you remember I had you affix your name to a document I had just completed Saturday. Well, that’s a full confession, and it’s now in Merriwell’s hands. In that I took all the blame for a certain affair in which you and I were concerned. You ought to know what I mean.”
“The sig——”
“You can tell these fellows about it if you wish,” interrupted Mike hastily.
“If you’ve told Merriwell, everybody’ll know it. Lynch, you’re daffy. You’re crazy as a March hare.”
“I don’t think so. You’ll observe that I was given a chance to practice with the team to-day. I believe I’ll have still further opportunities. Unless I’m mistaken, I’ll be playing on the team before the end of the season.”
“And where will I be?” cried Wolfe. “It was your scheme that threw me off the team.”
“I’ve explained that, Bern. I’ve shouldered everything.”
Duncan Ditson whistled wonderingly as he sank upon a chair.