briskly, caught up with him and touched him on the arm.
"One moment," said Frank.
"Eh—ah—what is it?" stammered Brady, halting and staring suspiciously at our hero.
"Do you remember me?" inquired Frank, looking him squarely in the eye.
"I don't," replied Brady.
"You're sure of that?"
"I never saw you before."
"Think again," spoke Frank. "I'll recall a little incident at Tipton, where I came very near getting you into the hands of the town marshal."
With a frightened scowl Brady glared at Frank, the light of recognition now in his eyes.
"I see you recall the incident," proceeded Frank steadily. "You are a scamp, and you are up to some game about my friend, Ned Foreman. Now I've something to say to you. If you hang around this place one single minute, if you ever dare to come to this academy again, I'll have you in jail inside of an hour."
"You impudent puppy!" shouted Brady, lifting his hand as if to strike Frank. "You'll do what?"
"I'll have you arrested."
"What for?"
"For stealing a diamond bracelet from Mr. Samuel Mace of Tipton," was Frank's reply.
