BURT L. STANDISH Ultimate Collection: 24 Action Thrillers in One Volume (Illustrated) - Burt L. Standish

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to the highest notch, and he knew it would be no easy thing to satisfy Harry without telling the truth.

      "Go ahead," urged Rattleton. "What did Pierson say to you?"

      "Oh, he said a number of things," replied Frank, awkwardly.

      Harry lifted his eyebrows.

      "Haven't a doubt of it," he returned; "but what are they?"

      Frank hesitated, and a cloud came to his friend's face.

      "You see, it is a private matter," Merriwell explained.

      "Oh!"

      There was infinite sarcasm in that ejaculation.

      "You know I would tell you if I could, Harry," said Frank, rising; "but this is a matter which I—"

      "Oh, you needn't trouble yourself!" Rattleton cut in, sharply. "I'll live just as long and be just as happy."

      "Now don't be angry, old man; that is foolish. You know I would tell you if I could do so without—"

      "Oh, I don't know about that! You are getting so you have secrets lately, and you don't seem to trust me. Say, if you think I am a sneak and a tattler, say so, for I want to know it. I don't care to room with any fellow who doesn't trust me."

      Harry was angry, and Frank felt very sorry.

      "Old man," said Merriwell, meeting Rattleton's sullen glance with a frank, open look, "I do trust you, and you should know it. There is no fellow in college I would as soon room with. Still, you should know there are some things a man cannot honorably tell even his chum."

      Harry was silent.

      "Perhaps there are some things about yourself or some friend that you would not care to tell me," Frank went on. "I am not going to be offended at that. It is your right to tell what you like and keep what you like to yourself. A thing like that should not create feeling between us."

      "But this seems different."

      "Does it? Well, I will explain that I told Pierson I would say nothing of the matter to anybody. I do not believe in lying. Do you want me to break my word in this case?"

      "No!" cried Harry. "You are all right again, Frank! You are always right! Don't you mind me when I get cranky. I'm a fundering thool—I mean a thundering fool! But I do hope Pierson is not working a jolly on you."

      "He may have tried to work a jolly on me, but he is not succeeding," smiled Frank, whose face had cleared. "And the quieter I keep the smaller will be the chance of success, if that is his little game."

      CHAPTER XXIV.

       GORDON EXPRESSES HIMSELF.

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      At the first opportunity Frank had a talk with Burnham Putnam, who had charge of the freshman crew. He told Put all that had been learned about the traitor, and Burn listened with interest and growing anger.

      "Who do you think the traitor is?" he asked at last.

      "Well, there is a doubt in my mind, and I do not want to accuse anybody."

      "We have conducted our work with great secrecy."

      "We have that."

      "And I have repeatedly cautioned the men about talking."

      "Yes."

      "I have warned them that it might mean the ruin of our plans."

      "You have."

      "And still everything we have done seems to be known."

      "That's right."

      "The man who has spread this matter has the very best means for obtaining information, as he has made no mistake."

      "Well, what do you think?"

      "The traitor may be the last man we would suspect. He must have some cause for playing crooked, though."

      "That is the way I regarded it."

      Old Put thought the matter over for a few moments. He finally said:

      "I don't want to do any man injustice, but the turn affairs have taken leads me to think it would be a good plan to drop our spare men entirely and put full dependence on a settled crew."

      Frank was silent, and so Putnam asked:

      "What do you think of that?"

      "I think it is a very good plan, and I approve of it."

      "Then it is settled. They shall be dropped at once, although it seems that the mischief is done now."

      "There may be no mischief in it, for the sophs ridicule the innovations introduced, and they are surer than ever that they will have a soft thing of it.

      "They have been fooled several times this fall. I am sorry we shall not be able to spring our innovations as a surprise, but we may give them a warm time just the same."

      That day Putnam informed the spare men that he did not think they would be needed any more in training, but asked them to keep in condition till after the race, in case anything might happen that they were wanted.

      Gordon was enraged immediately, for he had held on and worked through everything with the belief that he would finally be given a place on the crew.

      "So I am dropped, am I?" he said, bitterly. "Well, I rather think I understand how it comes about."

      Putnam did not like this, and a dark look came to his rugged face.

      "What do you mean?" he demanded, sharply.

      "Never mind," returned Walter, with a toss of his head. "It's no use to talk it over, but I know a few things."

      He turned as if he would go away, but Put put out a hand and stopped him, whirling him sharply about.

      "See here," said the sturdy manager of the freshman ball team and crew, "I want to know just what you mean, Gordon."

      "Oh, you do?"

      Walter flung to the winds all hope of getting on the crew. He sneered in Putnam's face.

      "Yes, sir, I do! You talk as if you had not been treated right."

      "Have I?"

      "I think you have, sir."

      "I know I have not!"

      Putnam was angry, and his face betrayed it.

      "You must prove that, Gordon!"

      "I can."

      "Do so."

      "I may not prove it to your satisfaction, but I can prove it just as hard. You have told me that I am in fine form, and I know that you have said I have as fine back and shoulders as may be found in the whole college."

      "I did say that," calmly acknowledged Old Put.

      "Well, that counts for something."

      "But it does not make you suitable for the crew. There is something more needed, as you should know. You must be able to row."

      "Is there a man on the crew who pulls a prettier stroke than I? Just answer me that, Burn Putnam?"

      "You do pull a pretty stroke, but I have been convinced that the men on the crew now will hold out, and it is not best to take you in place of any of them."

      "Who convinced you? I know! It was Merriwell! He is holding Rattleton on the crew simply because they are chums, and you are letting him twist you around his finger! Ha! ha! ha!"

      Gordon's laugh was sarcastic and cutting and it brought a hot flush to the face of Old Put.

      "You are insolent, Gordon!" he said. "This is an open insult!"

      "Is it? Well, I notice you do not deny that Merriwell has held Rattleton

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