"The chaps I don't like! You don't mean—"
Dick paused in wonder.
"I mean that Flockley chap and his chums, Koswell and Larkspur."
"Were Miss Stanhope and the Misses Laning with those fellows?" demanded the elder Rover.
"They seemed to be. They were buying fruit and candy, and I think Flockley treated to hot chocolate. The girls seemed glad enough to see me, but I—ah—didn't want to—ah—break in, you know, so I came away."
"Where did they go after having the chocolate and candy?"
"I don't know. I didn't see them after that." And there the talk came to an end, for several other students appeared. Dick walked off in a thoughtful mood.
"Deeper and deeper!" he told himself, with something like a groan.
Then he hunted up Sam and Tom.
"Going with Flockley and that crowd!" cried Tom. "Not much! I won't have it!" And he commenced to pace the floor.
"What are you going to do about it?" asked Sam.