"What sort of a fellow is he otherwise?"
"Oh, good enough."
"What's his name, and where does he come from?"
"Chase—William Chase. I s'pose we'll call him Bill when we get to know him better. But at present it's William. And he comes from some place out west—I don't just know where—on the prairies, I fancy, from one or two remarks he's made."
By this time the strange lad had reached the dormitory. As he entered the doorway he wheeled about quickly as if to make sure that no one was following him, and, even at that distance, Frank and Jack could see a look of fear on his face.
"That is mighty queer," murmured Frank. "What is he afraid of? We'll have to look into this."
CHAPTER II
PLANNING THE HAZING
"What's your object?" asked Jack, as he linked his arm in that of his chum, and the two strolled over the campus.
"Object in what?" inquired Frank Racer.