me, as I am so uncertain, and I
shall not mention it to any one else."

Dunstan Kirk, the athletic and capable captain of the baseball-team, had
come to admire and trust Frank Merriwell. He had seen enough to know
that Frank could be trusted in any way and in any place.

"What do you think of it?" he asked.

"That there is no chance now of discovering whether your suspicions were
true or false. Unless"--hesitatingly--"you should cause Agnew's arrest,
and have him taken before the man who was cheated. Or you might tell the
man your suspicions, and let him act in the matter."

"I am not certain enough!" said Kirk. "It's too bad he got away! The
motorman couldn't have been in his pay?"

"If so, he has received his pay!" said Merry meaningly. "He went out of
that seat on his head and struck hard. I think the motorman simply found
the hansom unmanageable, for some reason. Those carriages take freaks at
times."

"And your opinion about Agnew?"

"He isn't too good to do such a thing, and I have had reason to believe
lately that he is hard up. He used to hold himself up by his winnings at
cards, but he has cheated so outrageously and boldly that the students
fight pretty shy of him."

"We're just wasting our time, I'm afraid!" Kirk grumbled, as the cab
rattled on down the street.

"Hold on!" said Merriwell, looking through the window. "There is your
green-liveried driver and your bay horse!"

Though the cab in question was standing by a curbing, Frank saw at a
glance that the horse was sweaty and showed other signs of recent fast
driving.

"Empty, and the bird has flown!" he observed, as the cab they were in
stopped and they got out. "Whoever he was--Agnew, or another man--he has
had time to escape!"

The green-liveried driver was questioned, but no information of value
was obtained, and when it was seen that there was no chance of settling
the question which had moved Dunstan Kirk to the pursuit, Kirk settled
with the driver of the cab that had brought them thus far, and he and
Merriwell went into the nearest restaurant.

"I understand you don't smoke, or I might be tempted to order cigars,"
he said, as a waiter came forward for their orders, after they had taken
seats at a table in one of the small side rooms. "I wanted to have a
talk with you about certain matters. Not about Agnew, but concerning
Buck Badger!"

When the waiter had gone he continued:

"I am interested in Badger's pitching. The fellow has g