"Nor I," confessed Jack Diamond. "It's astonishing! I have learned something to-day that I never knew before. I never would have dreamed that a hair could lame a horse in that way!" "You want to look out for Nemo now," said Harry, "and not let that chap get at him again." "I mean to," asserted Frank. "I have sent for my colored boy, Toots, to come on and keep watch here when Grody is unable to do so. Till he gets here, Grody, I want you to watch Nemo like a hawk. I hardly think the whelp will try another trick, but there is no telling. I gave him a bad thumping." "But not half what he deserved!" cried Diamond. CHAPTER VI. PRINCE AND THE EAVESDROPPER. Nemo's lameness seemed to vanish as if by magic, and Frank was well satisfied. Grody took the utmost care of Nemo till Toots arrived. The colored boy was delighted to come on to New Haven, and, as he was a lover of horses, his new occupation suited him very well. When Frank could not find time to take the horse out for his daily exercise Toots did it. One evening a party of students gathered in Diamond's room. He had invited them there to show them his new bulldog. Diamond had a fad, and it was dogs. His dog had caused trouble between Diamond and Merriwell early in their college career by taking a strip out of Frank's trousers. That dog had received mortal injuries in a fight, and now Diamond had another dog. "Isn't he a beauty!" cried Jack, as he displayed the ugly-looking brute. "Look at that head and those jaws! He comes from a line of gladiators." "What do you call him, Diamond?" asked Ben Halliday. "Prince." "Put not thy trust in princes," croaked Dismal Jones. "Is he kind?" asked Bandy Robinson. "Oh, he has a sunny disposition," assured Jack, smiling. "A sunny disposition," chirped Griswold, from the top of the table, upon which he had climbed so that he might be out of the way. "By that I presume that you mean he will make it hot for any other dog he may tackle." "Hold on, Danny, old man!" cried Jack, reprovingly. "Haven't I treated you right?" "Not lately, but if you've got any beer in the coop you can." "That gives me a pain!" cried Robinson. "You must have been eating window glass," chuckled Griswold. "That's how you happen to feel the pane." "You ramed little bunt--I mean you blamed little runt!" exclaimed Rattleton, catching Danny by the neck. "If you keep up this reckless punning you'll receive a check some day." "I hope so," was the instant retort. "I'm broke, and I sent to the governor for one to-day." "Let him alone, Harry," advised Merriwell, laughing. "You simply make him worse by talking to him." "That's the only thing I have against Griswold," declared Jack. "He will pun in the most reckless manner at all times. Some of his jokes are not what they are cracked up to be." "Like the eggs we used to get down at Mrs. Harrington's when we were freshmen," grinned Griswold.