Frank took the card from his pocket and Putnam said it was one of his regular visiting cards.
"Some fellow has been working on my name in order to hide his own identity!" cried Put, who was greatly angered.

"Oh, I'd like to get hold of the skunk!" At this moment the door which led to the back room opened, and Roland Ditson, who had again visited Buster Kelley, came into the saloon.

He started back when he saw the little group of students, but Plug Kirby saw his face and hoarsely exclaimed: "Dere's der mug now! Dat's der feller wot hired me an' give me der card! I'll swear ter dat!" Seeing there was no way out of it, Roll came forward.

He was rather pale, but he succeeded in putting on a front.
"Hello, fellows!" he cried.

"What are you doing in here ?" Merriwell had him by the collar in a twinkling.
"Looking for you," he said, "and we have found you! So you are the chap who hired this man to break my arm in order to fix me so I couldn't pitch any more! Well, I declare I didn't think anything quite as low as that even of you!" Ditson protested his innocence.