The latch clicked sharply as Cassius pulled open the big bronze gate.
"Good luck, boys. I sure hope you'll win the grounds," he said, as his swinging lantern began to cut a pathway of yellow light down the zigzag stone steps.
Once on the street, Coach Steele and Bob Somers watched his form slowly remounting, to disappear behind the first turn, leaving only erratic spots of light flitting from place to place on coping or shrubbery.
"Some visit, that!" laughed Roger. "Still there's a rugged honesty about the man I like."
"Eight forty-five P. M. 'Coach Steele discovers there's a rugged honesty about the man he likes.' I'll make a note of that."
A slight boy suddenly emerged from the deep shadow of a tree-box a few paces distant, and, as he advanced into the cold glare of an electric light, its rays revealed the grinning face of Benny Wilkins.
CHAPTER X
THE "FEARLESS" ARRIVES
"Well I declare! What in thunder are you doing here, Benny Wilkins?" cried Bob Somers, somewhat startled, and not altogether pleased at his unexpected appearance.