“Again it is ’they say!’” exclaimed Frank. “Where is the proof?”
“Well, I’ve been told that he visits the tough quarter every Saturday night. He might be followed. Say, Merry, I dare you to follow him with me!”
“What! play the spy?”
“If you have so much confidence in him, you should not hesitate. You might be able to prove to me that he’s all right.”
Frank seemed to meditate a moment, and then he said:
“That’s right, Bart.”
“And you’ll do it—you’ll follow him to-morrow night?”
“If I am in condition after the football game—yes.”
“It’s settled then! We’ll see where he goes, and whom he meets.”
Saturday was a day of triumph for Yale, for she won an easy victory on the gridiron against one of the smaller college teams. In the game twenty-one men were used by Yale, in order to give all the better candidates a trial, and Bart Hodge found his opportunity to show what he could do. Hodge improved the opportunity by showing himself a perfect tiger in the rush-line, and thus it happened that, for once, he was in pretty good spirits when he came to Frank’s room early in the evening. To Bart’s astonishment, he found Merry in a “grouch.”