"Confound you! I don't owe you a cent! You obliged me to pay up before you would go on to-night!"
And then he nearly collapsed when he realized what his anger had led him to do and say.
The college lads arose from their seats and cheered.
Standing in the front of the box, Charlie Creighton shouted:
"This is the best part of the show, fellows. Let's give 'em one! Now—all together!"
Then the Yale yell pealed forth, and Little Eva came near dying in reality from heart failure.
This broke up the show entirely, and the curtain came down with a rush, while the frightened orchestra made haste to disappear. From behind the curtain the manager shouted that the show was over, and the laughing, tumultuous students hurried out of theatre.
"Well, Merriwell," said Charlie Creighton, "how have you enjoyed the evening?"
"Immensely," laughed Frank.
"It was a regular sus-sus-sus-circus," declared Joe