“What are you giving us?” muttered Hodge.
“That’s right,” declared the fair-haired freshman. “You see by perfuming our paper money we can add a scent to every dollar.”
Frank laughed again, while Ready thumped himself behind the ear with his clenched fist.
“Another rival!” he groaned. “This is driving me to suicide. And still I need that money.”
“Why, my dear boy,” smiled Frank, “I heard that you won some money from Skelding last night.”
“Oh, no!” Jack hastened to deny. “No money; I merely won a few bets from him.”
There came a rap on the door.
“Come in,” called Merry.
But every fellow in that room, Browning included, sprang to his feet when the door opened and they saw Inza Burrage and her father just outside.
“Perhaps we’re intruding?” suggested Mr. Burrage apologetically.