"She's doing very well now," said Mark.
"Always your luck!" growled Texas. "She's beautiful, and her father's a judge and got lots of money. Bet he runs off and marries her in a week. Oh, say, Mark, but you're lucky! You just ought to hear the plebes talk about you. I can't tell you how proud I am, man! Why——"
"Right back at it again!" interrupted Mark, laughing. "Right back again! Didn't I tell you to drop it? I know what I'll do——"
Here Mark arose from his seat.
"I hereby declare this a business meeting of the Seven Devils, and as chairman I call the meeting to order."
"What for?" cried the crowd.
"To consider plans for hazing," answered Mark. "I——"
"Wow!" roared Texas, wildly excited in an instant. "Goin' to haze somebody? Whoop!"
And Mark laughed silently to himself.
"I knew I'd make you drop that rescue business," he said. "And Mr. Powers, you will have the goodness to come to order and not to address the meeting until you are granted the floor. It is my purpose, if you will allow me to say a few words to the society—ahem!"