A shout rose from the spectators. Dick Merriwell had risen, and he was thrusting off those who offered him assistance. They heard him declaring that he was fit to remain in the game.
Then somebody began to sing, and the crowd took it up:
What’s the matter with Dick Merriwell?
He’s all right!
He can fight!
He’s always in the game,
And his work is never tame,
He’ll get there just the same;
So——
What’s the matter with Dick Merriwell?