"So?"
All eyes were turned upon the speaker.
"I saw him in his shop on my way to the rooms this evening," said the senior.
"Then he's got over his scare. Probably he may have heard that Merriwell wasn't seriously injured and so thinks the thing's blown over."
"We'll show him the contrary!" growled Baker.
"But how shall we do it?"
After a moment of thought Baker rose and said:
"I think as Merriwell has suggested that it is just as well that the society should not pass any vote on this matter, but with your permission I'll appoint a committee to take the matter in charge.
"They can meet after the ceremonies of this evening are over and decide what to do about it. It is probably too late to undertake anything to-night."
"Miller keeps open until after midnight," somebody suggested.