Frank was locked in a cell. Jack did not leave him till the door had closed on his friend. The boys had found out that the warrant for Frank's arrest was sworn out by Parker Flynn. "He shall pay dearly for this piece of business!" muttered the young Virginian, as he left the lockup. The crowd that still lingered in front of the building stared at Jack. They had seen him with Merriwell, and they knew he must be one of Frank's particular friends. The small boys envied him for that very reason. Diamond had learned that Merriwell would have a hearing before a local judge at two o'clock that afternoon, and he resolved to do whatever he could for his friend before that time. But Diamond had not left Frank thirty minutes before there were two visitors to see the prisoner. They were admitted by the guard, and Merriwell was staggered when he saw the face of one of them. "Jack Benjamin?" he cried. "It can't be!" "But it is," declared the little fellow, as he grasped Merry's hand and shook it warmly. "But--but----" "You're astonished--exactly. I don't wonder. Folks at home think me on the way to Alaska. The governor thinks so. As long as he thinks that, he won't interfere with my little outing down this way." "But the deception--I don't understand it." "Expect I'd better make a clean breast to you," said Benjamin, blushing in a remarkable manner. "You see, it's this way: Last year at Newport I met a young lady on whom I got badly smashed. She's a star, Merriwell--she's the only one for me! But the old man--excuse me--the governor objected, said I was too young to know my mind, and all that rot. He found out the girl's folks were not very rich, and then he set about raising the high dinkey-dink with everything. Well, the result was that he did smash things for a time. This summer, when I wanted to spend my vacation down in Maine, he sat down on it hard. You see, he did so because the young lady lives here in Rockland. I was forced to give up the idea--apparently. But I began to talk about Alaska. Then I sold you the _White Wings_ to get enough money for my summer outing, left word that I was off for Alaska, and came down here. That's the whole of it. Here I am." "Then I understand how it happens your sister and Inza are stopping in Rockland. She knows you are here." "Sure. Sis is all right. She sticks by me." Thus far Frank had paid no attention to his second visitor, but now the fellow stepped forward, saying: "Howdy-do, Merriwell. I suppose you know me?" "What?" cried Frank, grasping the extended hand. "Is it Fred Moslof, of Dartmouth? What are you doing down here? I haven't seen you since our opening game last spring, when you spoiled two daisy hits for me by digging them out of the dirt down around third bag." Moslof laughed. "I am playing ball down here this summer," he said. "Well, that is a surprise. Are you playing on the Rockland team?"