“I’d like to help it if I could. I don’t see any way to help it just now.”
Pike was silent for a moment.
“Perhaps not. Merriwell seems to have the whip-hand at present.”
He glanced toward the door.
“No need to fear that you’ll be heard outside of this room!”
“Well, about that snowball battle in the morning?”
“We’ll do up the sophomores, all right.”
“I hope so. But that wasn’t it. You ought to be able to do up Starbright, also, while you’re about it.”
There was not the encouragement in Dade’s face that he hoped to see, but he went on.
“I’ve heard of soldiers being shot accidentally by their own men! Stonewall Jackson was killed that way!”