"I have something to ask you, professor?" said Frank, quietly.
"Ah, is it you, Merriwell? I was going to see you later. Come in."
Not a little surprised, Frank entered the professor's room, standing cap in hand, while the crusty old fellow seated himself in an easy chair, and asked:
"What is it you want to see me about, young man?"
"You were lately visited by a stranger, whom I saw leaving this room a few moments ago."
"Yes, sir—yes."
"That man assaulted me on the highway a few nights ago."
"What's that—what? Assaulted you? This is interesting—decidedly!"
"Yes, he assaulted me; but I managed to give him the worst of it, and got away without being harmed."
"You should have reported the occurrence—you certainly should. That was the proper thing to do—the correct thing, young man. Then I would have known how to receive him."