“Lies, lies!” Frank’s enemy snarled. “How do people know so much about him all at once?”
“Oh, I don’t know.”
“He’s been telling such stories, and that is enough to stamp them as lies.”
“I guess not. I remember seeing his name in the papers. Frank Merriwell was often spoken of in connection with Yale sports and athletics.”
“What of that?”
“Isn’t that enough to prove what I’ve been telling you has some foundation, at least?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“The Frank Merriwell spoken of may have been quite another fellow. I know it was not this chap.”
“How do you know?”