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Entering as unobtrusively as possible, he hurried up to his room. Turning a corner of the corridor, he suddenly halted, catching his breath.

A short distance away, with his back toward Vance, Hodge was unlocking the door of a room.

“Why is he going in there?” thought the jealous actor. “That is not his room. It’s Merriwell’s!”

Bart opened the door and entered the room.

Vance stood irresolute in the corridor, wishing to do something to injure Hodge, but undecided concerning the course to pursue.

“He has secured the key from the office and entered Merriwell’s room,” muttered the actor. “I wonder what he is up to. I’d give something if I knew.”

Softly he stole along the corridor till he reached the door of the room. There he paused and listened. He could hear Hodge moving about inside.

“Wish I might get a peep through the keyhole,” thought Vance. “I believe he is up to something queer. If I had time, I’d bring Merriwell here, so that he might catch the fellow in there.”

He looked up at the transom.