One afternoon, a few days later, Tom and Sid went for a walk, Tom as a matter of training, and Sid because he wanted to get some specimens for use in his biology class. They strolled toward the town of Haddonfield, and shortly after crossing the bridge over Sunny River, saw on the road ahead of them two figures. "There are Langridge and Gerhart," remarked Tom. "Yes," spoke Sid. "They're quite chummy for a freshman and a sophomore. Langridge tried to save Gerhart from being hazed, but the fellows wouldn't stand for it." "I should say not. He ought to take his medicine the same as the rest of us had to. But look, they don't seem to want to meet us." As Tom spoke, Langridge and his crony suddenly left the road and took to the woods which lined the highway on either side. "I wonder what they did that for?" went on Tom. "Oh, I guess they don't like our style," was Sid's opinion. "We're not sporty enough for them." But it was not for this reason that Langridge and Gerhart did not want to meet their two schoolmates. "Lucky we saw them in time," observed Gerhart to the other, as he and Langridge sneaked along. "They might have asked us why we had gone to town." "We shouldn't have told them. I guess they won't pay much attention to us. Are you going to work the trick to-day?" "To-night, if I have a chance. There's going to be a meeting of the glee club, and Tom and Sid both will go. That will leave Phil alone in the room, and I can get in and make the change." "Be careful you're not caught. It's a risky thing to do." "I know it, but it's worth the risk if I can get back on the team. Besides, it won't hurt Clinton much." "Well, it's your funeral, not mine. You've got to stand for it all. I did my share helping plan it. You'll have to take the blame." "I will. Don't worry." "But what puzzles me is how Clinton can help knowing it when you change the liniment. As soon as he uses it he'll see that something is wrong, and he'll recall that you were in the room." "Oh, no, he won't. You see, the two liquids are so nearly alike that it's hard to tell the difference. Then, the beauty of it is that the one I'm going to put in place of his regular liniment doesn't take effect for twelve hours. So he'll never connect me with his trouble." "All right. It's up to you. But come on, let's get out on the road again. I don't fancy tramping through the woods." They emerged at a point some distance back of Tom and Sid, who continued their walk. "Did I tell you I met Langridge and Gerhart the night I went to see Phil's sister?" asked Tom after a pause. "No. What were they doing?" Tom related the conversation he had heard, and gave his speculations as to what Gerhart could have meant. "I guess he's counting on Phil being laid up so long that he can have his place at quarter-back," was Sid's opinion, and Tom agreed.