Dick Prescott.
"Prin.

has it in for you, old fellow!" whispered Dave Darrin, as he and Dick jostled on the way to a recitation.

"But if he has---humph---it won't be long before he finds out that you had some help.

You shan't be the scapegoat for all of Dick & Co." "Don't say anything," Dick whispered back.

"I'll find a way to take care of myself.