"Poor dad," mused Dick, "I guess managing finances is about as hard as trying to re-shape a slumping football team. But we'll both do our best. I wonder who that unknown man is?"
CHAPTER VI
MR. DUNCASTER AGAIN
"I say, Dick, are you in?"
It was a cautious voice making this inquiry after a gentle knock at the door of the room where our hero and Paul Drew lived when they were not playing football, drilling with the other cadets, or reciting their lessons.
"Who is it?" whispered Dick to his chum.
"Blessed if I know. Sounds like Beeby, and again it might be Teddy. Going to let him in?"
"Sure. No one's around this early and it's safe. Unbolt the door. I've done enough boning to-night."