This act of Frank's had been noted by the others within the boathouse, and it created no little wonder and excitement.
Harry Rattleton came running up, spluttering:
"Hello, Frank! mut's the whatter—I mean what's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing in particular," answered Merriwell, quietly. "I simply fired a scoundrel, that's all."
"What was he up to, old man?" demanded Bob Collingwood, in a tone that indicated that he was sorry not to have taken a hand in the little fracas. "Did he try to do you?"
"No; but he is trying to do Yale."
"How is that?"
Frank explained, briefly telling of the bribe offered by the mysterious stranger.
A circle of lads had gathered about Merriwell, and they listened with rising anger to his words. Cries of astonishment and rage broke from their lips when Frank told of the truly astonishing bribe which the unknown had offered.