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Updated: June 23, 2025
We have learned that Koswell, Larkspur and Flockley were guilty of this plot against you, and that a man named Parwick aided them by getting a strange powder for them, the powder that made you dizzy and sick," were Grace's words, and they filled the Rovers with much satisfaction. "It was Allan Charter's coming that clinched matters," said Tom.
"If so, it was for a good purpose," answered the would-be poet warmly. "Say, Jerry, you want to look out for him!" cried Larkspur warningly. "He rooms with Dick Rover, remember. They are old chums." "I know that," said Koswell. He faced Songbird again. "How long have you been here?" he cried angrily. "That is my business, Koswell.
They wouldn't dare to refuse me. Since that time I have seen Parwick talking to Jerry Koswell and Bart Larkspur." "Do you think this Parwick helped Koswell and the others in a plot against us?" asked Dick. "It may be so. Anyway, I think Parwick has some kind of a hold on Koswell, for I saw Jerry give him some money." "This is certainly interesting," mused Dick.
Show me how it can be done and I'll go at it in jig time." And now Koswell was all attention. "I happen to know that Tom Rover and Professor Sharp are on the outs again," said Larkspur. "The professor wouldn't like anything better than to catch him doing something against the rules." "Well, what do you propose, anyway?" demanded Jerry Koswell.
"Can they be Flockley and Koswell?" "More likely Koswell and Larkspur. Flockley hasn't the backbone to do a thing like this, He's too much of a dude." Dick and Tom took a look around the vicinity. By the light of the lamp they saw where the others had leaped the fence and mounted their bicycles. "They are the guilty ones, I am sure of that," said Dick. "I wish we had seen their faces."
"Well, I'm willing you should stay," said Dick, "and I'll speak to the doctor about it, if you wish." "And so will I," added Sam and Tom, and Stanley nodded. "But you ought to cut such fellows as Koswell and Larkspur," said Tom. "I will! I will!" said Flockley earnestly. The Rovers and Stanley Browne were as good as their word.
The latter was nearest to them, and Koswell eyed him with sudden suspicion. "What are you doing here?" he demanded, while Max and his friend were wrestling in a good-natured way in the bushes. "Oh, I've been listening to some interesting information," answered Songbird. "Playing the eavesdropper, eh?" came from Flockley with a sneer.
Here was a heavy clump of brushwood, so they were able to draw quite close without being seen. The talk was of a general character for a while, embracing football and other college sports, and Songbird was disappointed. But presently Jerry Koswell began to chuckle. "I can't help but think of the way I put it over Tom Rover," he exclaimed.
We are sophs, and we want you to answer us decently." "That's the talk!" cried Koswell. "Boys, these are freshmen, and on the fence, too. We can't allow this, can we?" "No freshies allowed on that fence!" answered another boy of the crowd. "Off you go and quick!" As he spoke he approached Sam and tried to catch him by the foot to pull him off.
Everybody thought there might be another fight in the near future, but day after day went by and Koswell made no move, nor did he even notice Tom. He kept with Flockley and Larkspur, and the three were often noticed consulting together. At last winter was over, and the warm breath of Spring filled the air.
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