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 speculation, but no one could or would throw light on the identity of the twelve. Dick, attracted to the bulletin-board by the group in front of it, read the announcement on his way out of the building in the afternoon. The group faded away as he pushed forward, although several of its component parts halted at a distance to observe the effect on the coach. They had their labor for their pains, for Dick showed neither by attitude nor expression that the notice conveyed anything to him. He passed out with his usual half-smiling gravity, nodding to those he passed, and it was not until he was climbing into his blue runabout that the half-smile faded from his face and his expression became thoroughly serious.

At the field Lanny broached the subject laughingly. "Heard about the indignation meeting, Dick?" he asked at the dressing-room door. Dick nodded. "A lot of sore-heads," Lanny grumbled. "I've a good mind to take a bunch of the fellows and bust up the meeting!"

"Better let them alone," counseled Dick. "I don't much blame them for getting peeved. Still, if you're going—and there's no reason why you shouldn't—I'll run around and get you about half-past seven."