“Can’t do a thing until to-morrow,” answered Frank Holden decidedly.

“Bah!  I believe in making a freshie toe the mark as soon as he arrives.”

“So do I,” added Jerry Koswell.

“Can’t be done—­against the traditions of Brill,” answered the class leader.  “You’ve got to give a freshman time to get his feet planted on the ground, you know,” he added kindly and with a smile at Dick and Sam.

“Thank you for that,” answered the older Rover.  “We’ll be ready for the whole sophomore class by to-morrow.”

“We’ll see,” answered Holden and passed on, and the majority of the second-year fellows followed.  Flockley and Koswell lingered behind.

“See here, you chaps,” said Flockley.  “What are your names?”

“If you want to know so bad, my name is Dick Rover and this is my brother Sam.”

“And who was the other fellow?” asked Koswell.

“My brother Tom.”

“Three brothers, eh, and named Rover!” growled Dudd Flockley.  “All right, I’ll remember that, and I’ll remember how you treated us up to the Sanderson place.”

“And I’ll remember it too and square up,” added Koswell.

“We’ll make Brill too hot to hold you,” snapped Flockley, and then he turned into the gateway leading to the campus and his crony followed.

CHAPTER V

GETTING ACQUAINTED

“Dick, we have made two enemies, that’s sure,” remarked Sam to his brother as they watched Flockley and Koswell depart.

“It couldn’t be helped if we have, Sam,” was the reply.  “You are not sorry for what we did at the Sanderson house, are you?”

“Not in the least.  What we should have done was to give those chaps a sound thrashing.”

“They seem to have a number of friends here.  Probably they will do all they can to make life at this college miserable for us.”

“Well, if they do too much, I reckon we can do something too.”

Some new students had been standing at a distance watching the scene described in the last chapter.  Now one of them approached and nodded pleasantly.

“Freshmen?” he asked.

“Yes,” answered both of the Rovers.

“So am I. My name is Stanley Browne.  What’s yours?”

“Dick Rover, and this is my brother Sam.”

“Oh, are you Dick Rover?  I’ve heard about you.  My cousin knows you real well.”

“Who is your cousin?”

“Larry Colby.”

“Larry!” cried Dick.  “Well, I guess he does know us well.  We’ve had some great times together at Putnam Hall and elsewhere.  So you are Larry’s cousin?  I am real glad to know you.”  And Dick held out his hand.

“Larry is one of our best chums,” said Sam, also shaking hands.  “I remember now that he has spoken of you.  I am glad to know somebody at this place.”  And Sam smiled broadly.  Soon all three of the boys were on good terms, and Stanley Browne told the Rovers something about himself.