“Don’t put your hands on her again, Arlington!” he said, in a low tone, his eyes blazing.
“You’re crazy, Chester!” exclaimed June.
“Well, isn’t it enough to make a fellow crazy! What will your mother say when I tell her? Nice sort of a girl you are!”
Dick quickly stepped toward Chet.
“Another insulting word from your lips and you will regret it!” he declared.
Their eyes met, and for a moment there was a silent battle between them. At last Chester looked down.
“Oh, this doesn’t end it!” he muttered.
“Take the girls away, Merriwell,” urged Hal. “I’ll take care of him.”
“No, no!” panted June.
Turning his back on Arlington, Dick stepped to June’s side.