"Well, I don't know about that," he said as he broke Frank's grip. "This may settle the whole business."
He struck hard and straight at Merriwell's face!
CHAPTER XIII.
JUBILANT FRESHMEN.
Spat!
Merriwell staggered.
"Down you go!"
Browning followed the freshman closely, launching out again, with the full expectation that the second blow would be a settler.
Frank had been taken slightly off his guard, so that he had failed in getting away from the first blow, but he skillfully ducked the second, countering as the king's fist passed over his shoulder.