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Harry tried to keep behind Frank, so that his face would not be noticed. The professor was nearsighted, but he immediately noted Rattleton's queer actions, and he placed himself in front of the boys, adjusting his spectacles. "Hang his curiosity!" muttered Harry in disgust. "Eh?" said the professor, scratching his chin with one finger and peering keenly at Harry. "Did you speak, sir?"
The weather for the first two days was fine, and the young collegians enjoyed every minute, not one of them having a touch of sea-sickness till the third day. Then Rattleton was seized, and he lay in his bunk, groaning and dismal, even though he tried to be cheerful at times. Browning enjoyed everything, even Rattleton's misery, for he could be lazy to his heart's content.
"I have left off," said Harry, with an effort. "Left off? Oh, say! that's too good! You leave off!" A bit of color came to Rattleton's face, and he gave Ditson a look that was not exactly pleasant; but Roll was too occupied with his merriment to observe it. Frank was studying Ditson. He watched the fellow's every movement and expression.
I have certain means of obtaining information." "So have the sophs, and they have obtained a great deal," Putnam shot at Walter as he turned away. Putnam collared Merriwell at the first opportunity and demanded to know the truth about Rattleton's smoking. "I know you will tell me the truth, Merry," said Burnham, "and it is important that you should." "Some one has been telling you he is smoking?"
Before he could square away to meet his foe, Diamond struck him a terrific blow near the temple, knocking him into Rattleton's arms. "Foul!" cried Harry, excitedly. "Horner hadn't given the word." "Foul! foul!" came from all sides. "There is no foul in this fight save when something is used besides fists," declared Merriwell as he staggered from his roommate's arms. "It's all right and it goes."
But he found that everything seemed swimming around him, and dark spots were pursuing each other before his eyes. The floor seemed to heave like the deck of a ship at sea. He put out his hand to grasp something, and then he was struck again. Once more Rattleton's arms kept Frank from going down. "This is no square deal!" Harry shouted. "By the poly hoker I mean the holy poker!
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.
Their movements were so rapid that it was difficult for the eyes of the eager spectators to follow them. Both got in some sharp blows, and the round ended with a clean knock-down for Browning, who planted a terrific blow between Merriwell's eyes and sent the freshman to the floor. The sophs were jubilant and the freshmen were downcast. Merriwell simply laughed as he sat on Rattleton's knee.
For the time the sophomores seemed to have the best of the game. On the following morning a large piece of cardboard Swung from the door of Merriwell and Rattleton's room in Mrs. Harrington's boarding house. On the cardboard was this inscription: "Good-morning! Have you used Soap?" Harry was up at an early hour industriously scrubbing away.
He felt himself quivering with anger. "All right! all right!" he said, his voice unsteady. "I am glad you are satisfied! But wait till the race is over. Rattleton's glory will be gone then. Don't think that he will pull his heart out. A man who smokes as much as he does can't pull." "Smokes! Rattleton does not smoke at all. I observed him at the turkey roast. He absolutely refused to smoke."
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