"We wish you luck, Dan," answered Dick, gravely.
"Indeed we do," added Sam and Tom.
There was an awkward silence. Then Dan Baxter pulled himself up, hesitated, and held out his hand.
"I don't know when we'll meet again," he said. "Good-by."
"Good-by," said each of the others and shook hands warmly.
The former bully walked to the doorway and there hesitated again.
"Please do me one favor," he said, his face growing red. "When you meet the Stanhopes and the Lanings tell them I am very sorry for what I did, and that I wouldn't do it again for the whole world. And tell Captain Putnam that, too." And then he went out, closing the door softly behind him. They listened to his footsteps, and as they died away each heaved a deep sigh.
"I am sorry for him," said Dick.
"I pity him from the bottom of my heart," came from Sam.
"And so do I," added Tom. "Poor chap, I hope he does make a man of himself." It was a long time before they saw Dan Baxter again.