“Ask me an easy one. I didn’t come to you to answer questions, anyhow!”
“He does not sleep,” declared Diamond. “Night after night I awakened repeated, only to find him wide-awake. Perhaps he will be pacing the floor, but even if he is in bed, I discover he is wide-awake. He acts as if he feared some terrible danger, and yet sought to overcome it.”
“But why doesn’t he tell us about it?”
“That’s it,” nodded Harry; “why doesn’t he? It’s not like him to be so secretive.”
“Surely he can trust some of us, if he can trust anybody. I have tried to find out something from him, and I have failed.”
“Same here.”
“He has said several times that he will tell soon, but soon has not come yet.”
“I move that we get hold of him and make him tell.”
“If you will suggest a way by which we may force Frank Merriwell to talk when he has resolved to keep his mouth shut, your suggestion will be worth considering.”
They stared at each other in silence, puzzling over the strange affair.