“We wanted to see him do some good work and win back your friendship and that of a few of the lads who have turned against him.”
“Perhaps he has succeeded,” said the colonel coldly, “but it is a case of double-dealing which I will not countenance.”
Hawtrey, elbowing the crowd aside, started toward the clubhouse.
“I say, colonel!” called Mr. Bradlaugh.
“I’m going to town, Bradlaugh,” said the colonel, without looking back. “If you want to see me, it will have to be at the Ophir House.”
“Don’t fret, boys,” said Mr. Bradlaugh to Merry, Lenning, and Darrel. “He’ll feel better after a while. I’ll see what I can do with him.”
With that Mr. Bradlaugh hurried after his irate friend.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
THE PLOT THAT FAILED.
“You can see what’s happened, Darrel,” said Lenning, turning with a weary air to his half brother. “The colonel is down on me worse than ever; and he’s down on you, too.”