“The sneaks!” burst out Cap. “Mersfeld and North to put up a game like that on us.”
“And Chapin to go in with them,” added Pete.
“They ought to be run out of school!” declared Whistle-Breeches.
“Easy,” suggested Bill. “Maybe Bob Chapin didn’t know what he was up against. We’ll have a talk with him.”
Bob soon proved to the satisfaction of the Smith brothers and Donald Anderson, that he was not aware of the “double cross” plan of the deposed Varsity pitcher.
“North and Mersfeld suggested the scheme to me,” Bob admitted, “and said you fellows would be good ones to do it.”
“And they’re going to play a safety, and hide somewhere to watch us be nabbed by McNibb; aren’t they?” demanded Cap.
“They’re going to hide some place near the statue,” replied Bob, “because I heard them saying something about it. But, honest, fellows, I didn’t know that they were going to squeal. They got me all worked up and I was interested. I hope you believe me.”
“We do,” Bill assured him. “Now to get even. I guess, in case they make the split, that they’ll send an anonymous letter to McNibb. How about it?”
“Naturally,” agreed Cap and Pete.