A moment later the sophs appeared, hurrying along the street toward the scene of the encounter.
"'Umpty-seven! 'Umpty-seven! Rah! rah! 'rah!"
Then the signal was given for the freshmen to break away and take to flight, which they promptly did.
"Oh, soph—oh, my poor soph!" cried many taunting voices.
"Good-evening, gentlemen!" called Bandy Robinson. "Shall I toss you down soap and towels?"
"Say, fellows," cried Lucy Little, "don't you think it is rather warm out this evening?"
"Hello! hello!" shouted Rattleton. "Has it been raining, or did we have a small shower?"
Then Merriwell's beautiful baritone voice pitched the chorus of a familiar negro melody, in which the triumphant and delighted freshmen joined:
"Git erway from de window, mah love an' mah dove!
Git erway from de window—don't yeh heah?
Come eround some odder night,
For dere's gwine ter be er fight,
An' dar'll be razzers er-flyin' through de air."
The sophomores retired to a safe distance and then challenged the freshmen to come out and fight. They called them cowards and other things, but the freshmen laughed and taunted them in return.