When the dance was over, Addison found an opportunity to speak to Hodge.
“Come out,” he said; “come out alone and fight me—if you dare!”
“I’ll do it—with pleasure,” nodded Hodge, promptly. “Lead the way.”
Then he followed at Addison’s heels.
Kent Spencer had heard Addison muttering threats, and he was watching the fellow. When he saw him speak to Bart, the manner of the two lads was enough to betray what was coming, so Spencer hastened to find Diamond.
“Come on!” he excitedly whispered. “There’s a scrap in the air!”
That was enough for Jack. If a fight was going to take place, he wanted to see it; if it was possible, he would wish to take a hand in it.
“Go ahead,” he said; “I’m after you.”
When they reached the outer air, they saw two figures moving away in the direction of the academy ground, one following the other.
“They are going to fight over on the ball ground,” said Spencer. “Come ahead, and we’ll get there another way.”