At this moment Fred Flemming entered the box. His face was flushed, and there was a look of triumph in his eyes. He spoke to his mother, and then addressed himself to the two boys, saying:
"It's all right."
Some event below attracted the full attention of all in the box save the trio in one corner.
"Yates will run?" asked Emery, eagerly.
"You bet your filthy!" nodded Fred. "I told you he would."
"But where is Merriwell?"
Flemming smiled mysteriously.
"It is evident," he said, "that Mr. Merriwell decided not to attend the tournament."
"Look here, Fred," said Thornton, nervously, "you haven't done anything that will get you into trouble, have you?"
Flemming snapped his fingers.