CHAPTER VII.
SPREADING THE SNARE.
The plot was laid, the snare was set, but the game seemed wary.

For some time Frank Merriwell remained away from those midnight gatherings in the room of the student who had committed suicide.
"Hang the luck!" exclaimed Gage.

"Is he going to keep away right along ?" "He must not be allowed to do so," said Leslie.

"He must be shamed into coming." "That may not be easy." "It should not be difficult with a fellow like Merriwell.

He must give me a chance to get even." "Hodge doesn't try to get Merriwell out again." "No.