“Not yet, but he is in the toughest sort of a crowd, and I knew I would have no influence to get him out of it. That’s why I came for you, Merriwell. He will do as you say.”
CHAPTER XXVI
A “SKIN GAME.”
“What sort of a crowd is Diamond in?” asked Merriwell, somewhat puzzled by the big Yale man’s words.
“A poker gang.”
“Oh! that’s it?”
“Yes.”
“How did he get into it?”
“Don’t know. I saw him talking with two fellows, and then they walked away, and he went with them. Something made me follow them, and that’s the way I got onto it. You know there is nothing Jack had rather do than play poker.”
“But he quit.”