"He'll find out what I can't do!" groaned Page.
"Probably he knows that already," said Merriwell.
"That's the substance of it, anyway," added Browning. "Babbitt's idea is to strike an average as to what the class can do and proceed from that."
"Then I shouldn't think," said Merriwell, "that the examination should have any terrors for us."
"You'd think," exclaimed Page, "that Merriwell looked at an examination as he would a plunge in the surf, just a little dip for the fun of it, and it's all over. It won't be so with me."
"Don't worry," responded Frank, "you've got three days in which to cram."
"And that's just what I'll do, I'm thinking."
Page dropped his chin upon his hands and looked gloomily at the floor.
"I'm sorry to give you unpleasant news," said Browning, rising, "but I told you I thought it was important. So long."
With this he went out.