"Thank you."
Merriwell yawned again.
"Oh, come on!" Ditson urged. "You're stupid from digging over those books. Come out and have a walk."
"No."
"You won't?"
"You'll have to excuse me to-night, Ditson."
"All right. But say, I came near forgetting something. As I came in, there was a fellow down to the door who said he wanted to see you."
"A fellow? Who was it?"
"Don't know. Some of the students, I think."
"Oh, if that is the case, go down and bring him up, Ditson. You can open the door and let him in without disturbing Mrs. Harrington."