Merry had no inkling of what trouble Randall was mixed up in, for the orderly had wisely refrained from discussing it. Upon entering the office of the principal, Chip found Colonel Gunn seated at his desk. Before him was Randall, white-faced and evidently badly frightened, while at one side stood the constable4 from Fardale village.
To judge by the general air of things, the situation was anything but pleasant for Bob Randall. Merry came to attention.
“Ah, Mr. Merriwell,” exclaimed the colonel, in his ponderous style, “I sent for you at—ah—Mr. Randall’s request. There is a considerable—ah—difficulty, and Mr. Randall seems to think that you can—ah—help matters out. I’m sure I hope so.”
“Yes, sir,” returned Frank, quite in the dark as yet. “I didn’t know that Randall was in any trouble, sir.”
“I did not intend to convey that—ah—intelligence,[261] Merriwell. I merely ventured the—ah—statement that there was a difficulty. You will please note that there is not only a technical, but a moral, difference—I might say a tremendous difference—between leveling an accusation5 of—ah—guilt6, or presupposing such a conclusion, and making a statement of bare and unvarnished fact.”
“Yes, sir,” he gravely answered. “I beg your pardon, Colonel Gunn, for having unintentionally miscomprehended your prior remark. If I may be allowed a word with Randall, sir, it might serve to——”
Merry turned. Until then, Randall had not dared to break silence, knowing that the principal was a stickler9 for discipline. Now he leaned over the table toward Frank, his face white and tense.
“Chip, I swear that I didn’t do it!” he cried passionately10. “I never dreamed of such a thing!”
“I hope not,” returned Frank, his eyes twinkling. Then, noting the terrible strain that Randall labored11 under, he became serious. “What is it, old man? What kind of trouble are you in?”
“This heah officeh says that I stole a thousand[262] dollahs last night!” cried out Randall, indicating the constable.
Merry smiled. To any one who knew Bob Randall, the preposterous12 absurdity13 of such a charge was evident. Randall might be a murderer, but never a thief.
“Why, old man,” said Frank, “surely there’s no evidence for such a charge? You have plenty of money, for one thing. For another, any one who knows you must believe you incapable14 of such a thing.”
“Yo’ sho’ ahe true blue, Chip!” Randall cried eagerly. “Of co’se, no one would accuse a Randall of theft, except a low-down Yankee——”
Colonel Gunn cleared his throat heavily. His face looked troubled, and Chip saw that he also found it hard to reconcile the charge with Randall’s character.
“You—ah—are presupposing a good deal, gentlemen,” he declared ponderously15. “In the first place, allow me to make the assertion that—ah—no one has accused Mr. Randall of the theft. Is that not right, constable?”
“Yes, sir,” said the perplexed16 officer. “I didn’t accuse him, exactly. I only wanted to know how much he knew.”
“A distinction with a difference,” said the colonel.
Frank made a grimace17 of despair. If he was[263] going to get to the bottom of this before time for mess, he would have to wade18 in.
“Excuse me, sir,” he exclaimed, “but I know nothing of the circumstances referred to. I don’t see how I can help Randall, but if you’ll be good enough to explain the nature of the difficulty I’ll be only too glad to tell anything I know, or to do anything I can to help out matters.”
“Ah—quite so, quite so, Merriwell!”
Colonel Gunn swung around in his chair, taking a paper from the desk before him, and proceeded to elucidate19.
“Putting up at the Dobbs Hotel in the village, Merriwell, is a gentleman named—ah—Hostetter, Ezra Hostetter. It is his assertion that at some time last night, some person or persons unknown did feloniously gain admittance to his room at the hotel, and did—ah—remove from beneath his pillow a black leather wallet, containing—ah—certain papers. The wallet also contained a thousand dollars in hundred-dollar bills.”
“He must have been pining for adventure, sir, to carry that much around with him in currency,” observed Frank. The colonel’s mouth twitched20 slightly. “But if the thieves are unknown, where does Randall come in? He was in barracks last night, as would be easy to prove.”
“That is just the—ah—difficulty,” observed the colonel heavily, fixing his eye on Randall. “According to the inspector21’s report, Mr. Randall[264] and his roommate were asleep at the proper time. But when I asked Mr. Randall whether he had been to the village last night, he admitted it. Is not that correct, sir?”
“Of course, Colonel Gunn,” said the Southerner proudly. “There was a dummy22 in my bed to fool the inspector. But when you asked, of course, I would not lie about it, sir.”
“A highly proper—ah—sentiment, Mr. Randall,” said the colonel. He stopped Merry with uplifted hand. “One moment, sir! Mr. Randall was seen to enter the hotel in question, and to leave, each time by the back door, and in a stealthy manner. When I asked him for an explanation, he—ah—asked that you be sent for.”
Merry looked at the Southerner in astonishment23. Randall stood erect24, a dark flush in his cheeks, his eyes desperate. But he had regained25 his self-control.
“I was frightened, Chip,” he said quietly. “Of course, you know nothing about it, only the evidence seemed so terribly circumstantial that you were the first person I thought of.”
“I’m glad you did think of me, old man,” said Chip, smiling. “But let’s get this business straightened out. May I ask who observed Randall’s entry and departure, Colonel Gunn?”
“Mr. Dobbs himself,” stated the colonel, referring to his paper. “But allow me to—ah—mention[265] that Mr. Randall makes no denial, and no explanation.”
Frank glanced again at Randall, in perplexity.
“What’s the answer, old man?”
“I received a letter from my cousin, Edward Carson, the son of Colonel Carson, of Carsonville,” said Randall. “He asked me to meet him at the hotel on important business. I was unable to get away before taps, so I left my room by means of a rope, and entered the hotel quietly, hoping to avoid observation.”
“Ah, Mr. Randall,” wheezed the colonel, “and what, may I inquire, was the nature of the—ah—important business to which your cousin referred?”
“I must refuse to answer, sir,” and Randall suddenly went white. “I give you my word, sir, that it was entirely26 personal and private. More than that, I cannot say.”
A little silence ensued. Frank studied Randall, but could find no trace of guilt in the dark, handsome features. Nor did he believe the Southerner guilty.
“You know nothing of the theft, of course?”
“Nothing, Chip.”
“I must say, colonel,” exclaimed Frank, turning to the principal, “that I do not think Randall at all guilty. He could have easily lied out of the whole thing, and the inspector’s report would[266] have borne him out. The fact that he refused to do so must surely count in his favor?”
“Most certainly, Merriwell. It has just—ah—occurred to me that if we could locate this Carson, we might thus exonerate27 Mr. Randall completely. Such a consummation would be—ah—highly pleasing to me.”
“Hostetter knew him, then?” inquired Chip quickly.
“They was friends,” replied the constable. Frank turned.
“Carson was at Randall’s room just before I left, Colonel Gunn. He departed across the campus, and he might be easily located, I think.”
“Ah—by all means!”
The principal hastily summoned his orderly and ordered a dozen cadets dispatched in search of Carson, who could be easily recognized by means of his black eye and patch. Randall was looking at the floor, a tumult29 of emotions in his face.
How much Merry knew of the attempt to drug him, he could not guess. Yet Frank was doing his best to help him out of his scrape. The Southerner was smitten30 with remorse31 and self-condemnation, but dared say nothing.
“We’ll clear you, old man,” said Merry[267] warmly. “This might be a plot to ruin your character—and knowing Carson, as I do, I would not put it past him.”
He briefly32 recounted to Colonel Gunn his late experiences at Carsonville. The principal, however, did not agree that there could be any plot against Randall, and Frank himself had only suggested it as a forlorn hope.
“Your anxiety for your friend—ah—does you honor, Merriwell. Yet I would point out that until Mr. Dobbs volunteered his—ah—information, Mr. Randall was not thought of in connection with the unfortunate matter.”
Poor Randall was miserable33 enough, and looked it. He could not doubt Frank’s sincerity34 in helping35 him, and his conscience smote36 him. He wondered whether Merry had drank that glass of water, but Frank gave no signs of being drugged.
Going over the facts once more, Merriwell was forced to admit that things looked black for Randall. If he should be arrested and brought before a jury, there was little doubt but that he would be convicted on circumstantial evidence. And yet it was incredible that he should have stolen the money!
One by one the searchers brought back word that there was no sign of Carson anywhere about the grounds, and on telephoning the hotel, Colonel Gunn found that he had not returned. Randall’s[268] entire hopes of vindication37 rested upon his cousin.
“I’m sure the constable will be willing that Randall should remain here in your care, colonel,” suggested Merry. “Carson is sure to turn up at the game, and he can be brought over at once to clear Randall.”
“Good!” cried the colonel, the constable nodding assent38. “And to express my—ah—belief and confidence in Mr. Randall, he shall sit in my box during the game!”
Randall tried to thank Merry with his eyes, as the bugles39 rang out for mess, but Frank departed with an uneasy feeling that something was certainly weighing on the Southerner’s mind. Could he be guilty by any chance?
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