"And let me say, if we can do anything more for you we'll do it." The three youths spent several hours together and then Sam and Dick said they would have to get back to college.

Secretly they were worried about Tom.
"Well, please give the pin to Tom," said Baxter, "and if you feel like it, write me a letter some day," and he told them of the cities he expected to visit during his next selling tour.

Then the Rovers and their one-time enemy separated.
"Not at all like the old Dan Baxter," was Sam's comment, "He is going to make a fine business man, after all," returned Dick.
"Well, I am glad of it, and glad, too, that he and his father are reconciled to each other." Sam and Dick had covered about half the distance back to Brill when they saw a figure striding along the country road at a rapid gait.
"Why, say, that looks like Tom!" cried Sam.
"It is Tom," returned his big brother.
"Do you suppose he has run away ?" "I don't know.

Perhaps the doctor has suspended him." "Hello!" called Tom as he came closer.

"Thought I'd find you in town yet.