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Rh ton College. Mr. Addicks watched the sprints and hurdle events critically and found no fault with Lanny White's work. Lanny, he concluded, was a born sprinter and hurdler and only needed better training to become a master of those arts. With the rest, though, he was far less satisfied. Indeed, he frowned a good deal over the running of the other three competitors. He didn't remain until the end, but left the field after the quarter-mile run. He had wanted to see Fudge's performance with the hammer, for Fudge had talked rather importantly of it of late, but he couldn't see that event taking place anywhere and didn't think to look outside the field. On the way back to town he stopped in the telegraph office and made use of a telegram blank to write a brief note. This he dropped through the letter-slot in Dr. Hull's front door, and Perry found it awaiting him when he got home. It read:

can. If not, in the morning. Death to traitors!
 * Come and see me this evening if you

Ever since he had learned of the boys' suspicions regarding him, Mr. Addicks had humorously insisted on applying such picturesque aliases to them and himself. Fudge was "Four-Fingered Pete,"