“No one but Diamond and myself.”
“What?”
Forest was astounded.
“That is straight,” nodded Merriwell.
“And you two fought Mike Sullivan and Levi Pombere?”
“We had to fight them.”
“It’s hard to believe!”
“Don’t believe it,” snarled the foreman.
“I can prove it,” declared Frank, quietly. “It was at the dance last night, and all those in the hall witnessed the little disturbance.”
“But Sullivan has whipped five good men at once.”