"I"m sure he got the paper, for I have taken a glance at the answers given by him and his particular crew of friends, and I find that every one of them pa.s.sed perfect papers, and, without cheating, not more than one of them could have answered more than one problem."
"You see, Merriwell," said the dean, "the circ.u.mstances point very unhappily----"
"I know they do, sir," said Frank, "and I feel miserable about it, but there"s an explanation of how I and my friends have pa.s.sed perfect papers, that I"m perfectly willing to state."
"Do so, then."
Frank thereupon related Page"s joke just as it happened. He told all about the conversation he had overheard between Babbitt and Instructor Frost, and then described how he had got his friends together and led them in studying up the subject.
"It may be that you call that cheating," he concluded, "but you must understand that none of us knew what problems the professor was to put upon the paper.
"We only knew the general subject which he had chosen for the examination, and we set to work to make ourselves solid on that subject, and it seems that we did so."
"Why, yes," responded the dean, with a queer smile. "I must say that if your story is correct, the professor has nothing to complain of. He wanted to compel you to work up on points that you were weak on, and it seems you did so.
"Of course it was a very unusual thing for you to get the warning as to what the subject of the examination was to be, but if the professor himself gave the warning----"
"Who would have dreamed," exclaimed Babbitt, "that a rascally student was listening in the chimney!"
"Tut! tut!" exclaimed the dean, "don"t use harsh language, professor. I don"t think the situation justifies it. According to Merriwell"s story, he was in the chimney without any idea of listening to you, and I think any of us who can remember our student days will admit that if we had been in the same position we would have done substantially what he did."
Prof. Babbitt bit his lip. It was not at all pleasant for him to find that Frank had a friend in the dean, who, next to the president, is the highest official in the college.
"All this," he muttered, "doesn"t explain the fact that two examination papers were missing!"
"True," answered the dean, "and we shall have to think that over.
Merriwell, will you step into the next room for a short time, please?"
Frank obeyed, and he felt certain that he read in the dean"s eyes perfect belief in his story.
"It"ll come out right somehow," he thought, as he closed the door upon the dean, Babbitt and Mr. Harding.
He could hear their voices in earnest conversation for fully a quarter of an hour. They were doubtless discussing the discovery of the extra paper upon Merriwell"s desk, and Frank wondered what conclusion they would come to about it.
Meantime, another event was taking place that led to a solution of the mystery.
One by one the students finished their work on the examination papers and left the hall; few of them went away from the door; the most gathered there talking excitedly about the accusation against Merriwell.
There were some who professed to believe that Merriwell had been up to a sharp trick, and had actually stolen the question paper, but the great majority indignantly denied it.
There are many students who would have no scruples against cheating at an examination, but few would think of descending so low as to commit theft for the purpose.
Frank"s friends were in the majority, and very loud in their a.s.sertions as to his honorable conduct.
Among the first to leave the room after Frank"s exit was Dismal Jones; he stood around with his hands in his pockets saying nothing, but looking from one to the other with a very worried expression upon his solemn face.
Among the last to leave was Mortimer Ford. He walked through the group with a jaunty air, as if confident that he had come out of the examination in good order, and started for his room.
Jones tried to speak to him, but Ford simply said:
"Ah, there, Dismal, I hope you didn"t get plucked," and continued on.
Dismal scowled savagely and stood for a moment looking at Ford"s retreating form, and then he turned about, and catching Diamond by the sleeve, said:
"See here, Jack! I want to speak to you for a minute."
"What"s the matter?" returned Diamond, feeling a little impatient and provoked, for his mind was full of Frank"s trouble, and he could not think of talking of anything else.
"It"s about Merriwell," whispered Jones, "and I want you and Rattleton and Browning and Page to come here."
He withdrew to one side, and Diamond, with a mystified expression, touched Rattleton on the shoulder and beckoned him to follow.
"What"s up, Dismal?" said Rattleton.
"Get the other fellows," replied Jones.
The others were soon drawn from the group of excited students, and then Dismal said:
"I"ve got the key to this whole thing, and if you fellows will help turn it, we"ll get Merriwell out of this sc.r.a.pe in less than no time."
The boys were too astonished to reply, and Dismal went on:
"Yesterday," he said, "a fellow came to me and after a lot of hemming and hawing and beating about the bush, told me that he could put me onto a way to pa.s.s Babbitt"s examination perfectly; he also said that I could give the same tip to my friends.
"I"m not letting any tips on examinations go by, you can bet on that, and so I made him tell me what the racket was. He said he had got hold of two copies of Babbitt"s paper."
"Who was it?" exclaimed the boys, eagerly.
"Wait a minute," said Jones. "He said the printer accidentally struck off more than was necessary, and he got the copies in that way."
"What way?"
"Oh, I don"t know, I didn"t ask particularly, because"--Dismal hesitated a moment--"because, well, I"m not putting up a front for being a preacher, or a goody-goody boy, but I didn"t quite fancy taking part in a cheat like that, and I told him so.
"Besides that, I couldn"t see any reasons why he should give this favor to me: he and I have never been chummy, and I don"t believe that he got them from the printer, either."
"Well, well, who was it?" demanded Rattleton, excitedly.
"Ford."
"Ford, of all men!"
"Yes, he was the fellow."
"It"s just as Merriwell says," said Page. "Ford is crazy to lead the cla.s.s, and he will take any means for getting a paper."
"How is it going to help Merriwell?" asked Rattleton.