In the morning, Frank and Dick expected to start for New Haven and Yale, but this had not prevented them from remaining up to talk over the strange happenings of the day. The freshman was eager to talk, and Merry gave him an opportunity.
There was a burden on Starbright’s mind, and the big, open-hearted youth felt that it would be impossible for him to sleep till he had freed himself of the load.
Having slipped to the door of the adjoining room and closed it quietly, Dick came back and stood before Frank, who looked at him questioningly.
“Merry,” said the big freshman, “I am not worthy of her!”
“You mean——”
“Inza.”
“I thought——”
“I know I am not worthy of her, for I doubted her.”
There was a look of shame on the face of the big fellow that touched Merry deeply, yet, believing Dick was entitled to feel shame, Frank did not speak.
“At first I doubted you,” the Andover man went on. “I had no right to do that, for it was I who came between you and Inza.”