noticed something was wrong, and how we were willing to help him, if he needed us."
"Sure, we'll help you every time, Dave; you know that," returned Roger, quickly.
"I don't know that I need any help," answered Dave, slowly. "The fact of the matter is, I don't know what can be done."
"Then something is wrong?" cried both of his chums.
"Yes, if you must know. I was going to keep it to myself, for I didn't think it would do any good to tell about it. I'll tell you, but I don't want it to go any further, unless it becomes necessary to speak."
"Before you tell us, let me make a guess about this," said Phil. "Some of your old enemies are trying to make trouble for you, is that right?"
"Yes."
"And those enemies are Link Merwell and Nick Jasniff," cried Roger.
"Yes, again," answered Dave.
"What are they up to now, Dave?" The eager question came from Phil.
"They are up to a number of things," was the grave response of Dave Porter. "They are evidently going to do their best to disgrace my family and myself, and ruin us."
