“You know what I say is true. But for me you would have been expelled in disgrace before this. I have saved you when Frank Merriwell was ready to punish you for your wrong-doing. How have you repaid me! To-day you have done something that has filled me with intense shame and humiliation. Yet I do not believe you care a snap.”
“What’s the use?”
“Ingrate!” panted Oliver, aroused.
“Bah!” returned the other, snapping his fingers.
Oll advanced into the room, his eyes flashing.
“Before this I have shouldered the blame that you should have taken,” he cried. “Your actions have caused me to be dropped by my best friends, with the exception of Merriwell. Your actions caused me to lose my chance of making the nine again this year. I have endured all that I can. The limit is reached.”
“Now what?”
“I’m going to cut clear from you.”
“I’m glad of it!”
“But first I am going to restore that stolen message to Merriwell.”