“Well, old man, I’m right glad to see you again. Let me introduce my friends. Mr. Herrick, Mr. Merriwell; Mr. Madison, Mr. Merriwell.” Herrick was the older of the two, and the possessor of the black mustache. Madison had a smooth, almost boyish face, with a head of curly yellow hair. Frank took an instant dislike to Herrick, who had the air of a rounder. Madison seemed more like a rather gay young fellow, although there was a dissipated look on his face and his eyes met Frank’s with an effort. Frank could see that these men had been drinking, although Herrick gave little evidence of it. The latter shook hands politely, simply repeating Frank’s name; but Madison grasped Merry’s hand, crying: “Glad to know you, Mr. Merriwell. Glad to know anybody who is Jack Diamond’s friend. Let’s have a drink.” “Steady, Billy,” warned Herrick, in a low tone. “Don’t slop over, my boy.” “Oh, to blazes with that!” returned Madison, laughing. “What do we care? We’re out for a time, and we don’t give a rap who knows it. Let’s all go in and take a drink.” “We haven’t time,” asserted the man with the black mustache, looking at his watch. “Time! Great Scott! we’ve got all the time there is! Don’t anybody own any of my time till ten o’clock to-morrow.” “And I’ve got time to burn,” asserted Diamond, his voice again sounding thick. “I think I need another drink. Fact is, I know I need it. Let’s have it.” “All right, if you will have it,” said Herrick, as if giving in with great reluctance. “But I think you’ve taken enough for the present.” Frank thought Jack had taken altogether too much. He was surprised and distressed to find his college comrade in such a condition. “See here, Jack,” he said, taking Diamond’s arm, “you had better drop this. You’re on a spree, and you must stop drinking at once.” “My dear boy,” said Diamond, with a reckless laugh, “I’ve been on it for a week now, and I’ve just begun.” To Merry’s surprise, the Virginian did not show the least sign of shame. This was all the more astonishing, as Jack was ever proud and sensitive, and had never seemed to be a drinker. “Something has happened to start him off this way,” Merriwell instantly decided. “He is in a reckless mood.” “I have to return to college in the morning, old man,” he said persuasively. “We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Come round to my room in the Fifth Avenue and let’s have a talk.” “Excuse me,” Herrick spoke up. “Mr. Diamond has an important engagement.” “That’s right, Merry,” agreed Jack, at once. “Just come along with me. I’ll show you the town to-night.” “Yes, we can take Mr. Merriwell along,” said Herrick. “Of course we can,” cried Madison. “The more the merrier. But it won’t be our fault if he gets scratched with the tiger’s claws.” “No danger of that,” asserted Diamond. “He never fools with the tiger.” Herrick seemed disappointed. “Is that so? Then I’m afraid he won’t find it very interesting to come along.”