"No, of course not," answered the doctor, rubbing his thin white hands vigorously. "But we will regard the case as settled. Go to sleep, boys. It is late. And, professors, perhaps a happier day is dawning for old Riverview. My friend, Mr. Lairman, the millionaire, is going all over the grounds with me to-morrow and he will then give his decision about investing in a half interest. I am sure he will, and then we will see great improvements here. Come to my room and we will discuss them."
"But——" protested Mr. Callum.
"Oh, let the boys alone," urged Professor Dickson. "I think they played a right smart trick, and I'd like to know how it was done."
"I'll find out!" exclaimed Mr. Callum vindictively. "I will not let this rest here."
Their voices trailed off in an indistinct murmur, and Frank and Andy, chuckling over the success of their plan, fell asleep.
All over the school the next morning it was rumored that the millionaire was "sizing things up." The boys saw him being escorted over the unkempt campus, out on the neglected diamond and gridiron, about through the buildings sadly in need of repair, and toward the ruined boathouse.
"Say, I hope he sets aside a fund for a shell the first thing he does!" exclaimed Frank.
"Yes, and he ought to endow a football team. We'd be right in it then!" declared Austin Vedder.
"And have the diamond put in shape ready for next season," added Sam Shull.
"Oh, it's great to be a millionaire!" declared Jack.