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He pretended that he was far more exclusive than the average freshman, and he tried to imitate the ways of the juniors and seniors, some of whom had swell apartments. Ditson's parents were wealthy, and they furnished him with plenty of loose change, so that he could cut quite a dash. He had fancied that his money would buy plenty of friends for him.
The next moment he was seized by a file of soldiers and thrust into the guardhouse for buying anything of a soldier against the law. He had only the bare floor to sleep on. In the morning, Lieutenant-Colonel Nesbit ordered the soldiers to strip off Ditson's clothes, and tar and feather him.
I don't know what I am trying to say!" In confusion Harry got up and went to look out of the window. "Jeewhittaker! I'm glad Merry don't get this way often!" he thought. "Never knew him to do it before." After some moments Frank declared: "I am going to try to hush this Ditson matter up, Harry." "You are?" "Yes, for the sake of Ditson's mother. I want you to help me. We'll go see Putnam and Jones.
"He is laughing at you," hurriedly whispered Ditson, lying glibly. "I just heard him tell Rattleton that he could have knocked the stuffing out of you in less than a quarter of a minute. He says you'll never dare face him again." "Oh, he does! oh, he does!" came huskily from Diamond's lips. "Well, we'll see about that we'll see!" With Ditson's aid he got upon his feet.
One table had been filled with six hundred and seventy-five names and was suspended against the wall, where it would revolve, and the other tables were fast filling up. Merriwell laughed at Ditson's statement. "I don't see as it is such a wonderful thing for a soph to get his name on one of those tables," he said.
"I know it," was Ditson's surprising confession, "and that's why I dropped in here. I wanted to tell Merriwell about it." Jones gasped for breath. He was too surprised to speak for some minutes. Ditson took out a package of cigarettes, offering them first to Harry, who shook his head. "What?" cried Roll, amazed. "You won't smoke?" "No." "What's that mean?"
Well, I'll be hanged if I don't even up with you by hammering the face off you right now!" Walter stood up and attempted to grasp Ditson's arm, but he was so full that he made a miscalculation and caught nothing but empty air. Then he struck across the table at Roll. "Oh, you would hit me, would you!" grated Ditson, who saw that his companion was much the drunker. "You would hammer my face!
This was not easy for a fellow in Merriwell's position and with his ardent love for all sorts of manly sports to do. He gave all the time he could to studies without becoming a greasy grind, but that was not as much as he would have liked. To Ditson's disappointment and chagrin Merriwell seemed quite unaware that his enemy stood ahead of him in his classes.
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