“All right.”
They fell back and let him go. He advanced toward Frank, and shook a clinched fist in his face, harshly grating:
“This is all right, Merriwell! I’ll not forget you! You can bet your life I’ll more than get even!”
“I simply defended myself from an attack on your part, and I kept the gloves on all the time, Hegner.”
Frank stood with his hands on his hips, looking the raging fellow straight in the eye.
“You struck me foul before that. Oh, I’ll not forget your blow! I’ll have another whirl with you!”
“Well, let me warn you to look out for my next blow. It may be much more severe than the last one.”
“Bah! You are a blowhard! I’ll not waste my breath on you!”
Then Hegner turned and walked away, accompanied by Burk and two or three others.
Frank turned to Charlie Creighton, saying: