CHAPTER XII
THE MIDNIGHT ALARM
Wire-pulling extraordinary went on at Kentfield for the next two days. Each candidate had his particular friends, who worked hard to gain votes for him.
It was soon seen that Rutley had no chance, and though he would poll several votes, the main contest was between Dutton and Dick Hamilton.
"And you're going to win!" declared Paul with enthusiasm, as he clapped his chum on the back. "I've got nearly enough votes promised right now, and I know I can gain over more of the fellows."
"But say, old man, don't make such a fuss. You make me feel——"
"No matter how you feel, you're going to be captain! I'm sure of it!"
"Well, there's no use saying I don't care how the election goes, for I do," declared Dick honestly. "I'd rather it was some one else than Dutton though, who was against me."
"Why, you're not afraid of him; are you?"