"No. Hang the bird!"
"Well, of course, that's for you to say. As for myself, I'm going to get over to my room and look up mathematics for a while."
"I shouldn't think you'd need to," said Frank.
"Oh, a man grows rusty after three months away from the books, you know," answered Ford, "and an examination always makes me nervous, anyway. So long."
With this he left the room.
"Say, Merriwell," said Page, the moment the door was closed, "I don't know whether to feel obliged to you, or be as mad as a hornet."
"I don't see any reason for either feeling."
"Well, I am obliged to you for not turning the laugh on me when you had the chance to, and I ought to be mad for your getting out in the way you did."
"What should you have shut me in there for," asked Frank, "if you did not expect me to use my wits?"
"I just did it on impulse," Page answered, "and had no intention, anyway, of keeping you there more than a few minutes."