“I am afraid it has driven you there too frequently.”
“What do you mean?”
“You are drinking pretty hard, Packard.”
“That’s nobody’s business but my own.”
“People will talk about it; besides, it’s beginning to show on you.”
As he made this remark, Bertrand glanced at Packard’s purplish countenance.
And this was a medical student! This man was one who should know that when he took alcohol into his stomach he was introducing it by a roundabout course to his brain!
Packard growled like a dog.
“Don’t get so personal in your remarks!” he retorted. “I don’t like it, especially from a fellow who is so afraid of Merriwell.”
Defarge flushed.