It doesn't pay." "No doubt Frank will be gratified when he hears that you have given up playing.

He will think it is because you are afraid of him." James had touched the right chord, and poor Mark was once more in his toils.
"It's lucky for me that Frank spoke to him," thought James.

"It makes it much easier for me to manage him." One thing, however, James had not taken into account.

There were others besides Frank who were liable to interfere with his management, and who had the authority to make their interference effectual.
On the day succeeding, as James and Mark were in the campus, Herbert Grant approached them.
Now Herbert was the janitor of the academy.

He also was employed by the principal to summon students who had incurred censure to his study, where they received a suitable reprimand.
It was not a pleasant duty, but some one must do it, and Herbert always discharged it in a gentlemanly manner, which could not, or ought not, to offend the schoolfellows who were unlucky enough to receive a summons.
"Boys," said he, "I am sorry to be the bearer of unpleasant news, but Dr.Brush would like to see you in his study." "Both of us ?" asked James.
"Yes." "Are there any others summoned ?" "No." Mark and his companion looked at each other with perturbed glances.