“I don’t see why it should,” was the answer of the student of whom Bert had inquired.
“On account of Merriwell.”
“Oh, yes; I forgot that you’re one of the fellows who think the sun can’t rise of mornings unless Frank Merriwell pries it up with a lever. That hockey-match can be played without Merriwell!”
“You’re joining the Chickering set!” said Bert.
“Oh, no! Only I happen not to be insane over Merriwell!”
There were others who asked themselves and their acquaintances that question, but all conjecture was set at rest by an announcement from Frank that the game would be played.
When Frank returned to his room he found Dade Morgan awaiting him in the corridor.
“I thought I’d like to have a few words with you,” said Morgan.
Frank showed him into his apartments.
“I didn’t know how you might feel?” Morgan queried.