“We’d swear you were trying to get us thrown off our crews in order to work your particular friends on.”
“Think it over a little, Snodgrass, before you try it. Of course, if that is the course you choose, I shall permit you to have your own way about it. Anyhow, off the crew you will come, sir.”
“I’m against it!” cried Arnold, resolved to play into Frank’s hand, though not quite understanding the move to make. “I do not fancy having a smell raised about it.”
Ben gave him a look of scorn.
“There is only one way for you two fellows to save yourselves,” said Frank.
“That is—how?”
“You must both withdraw from your crews. If you do that at once, I’ll say nothing about what has happened. If you do not withdraw at once, I shall expose you. Those are the terms; they are unalterable. You may choose.”
CHAPTER XXXIII.
A NEW COMPACT.
They were forced to agree to the terms, though Snodgrass did so with such bitterness in his heart as he had never before known. Merry saw the fellow look at him with a glance of unspeakable hatred, and he knew Snodgrass would be his enemy from that day.
“I know you are bound the freshmen shall win,” muttered Ben, “and that’s one reason why you are going to force me to leave the sophomore crew. With me in the boat there was less chance for your crew to come in ahead.”