"Yes, and the sooner it's over with the better. There, I guess I'm fit to go."
Andy followed his brother out of the room.
"Where are you going?" asked Frank in some surprise.
"With you, of course."
"But you're not involved. You weren't fighting."
"I know it, but I'm going to see Dr. Doolittle just the same," was the dogged answer. "If you're expelled I resign, that's all."
"Oh, but that's foolish."
"All right, then I'm silly, but I'm going just the same."
Frank looked at his brother a moment and something glistened in his eyes. Then, placing his arm in that of Andy's, the two went together to the office of the head of the school.
"Ha! Hum! I believe there is some matter that requires my attention," said Dr. Doolittle slowly, looking over his spectacles as the Racer boys entered. Professor Callum had preceded them inside the room. "Some matter of school discipline I believe you said, Professor?"