“It looks that way,” admitted Frank.
“We’ll have to fight!”
“Sure.”
In another moment they had placed themselves back to back, and were ready to meet the assault of the young thugs of the street.
“So you’ll fight, will you?” grated the leader. “Well, you won’t stand much show with this crowd. We can knock the packing out of you in short order.”
“Don’t be so sure of that,” said Frank, with that singular laugh which Hodge knew indicated Merry was thoroughly aroused. “You may not find it. such a snap.”
“We are three to your one.”
“Even then you are not so many.”
“The trouble with you is that you think yourself a great deal smarter than you are. Well, you’ll change your mind after this. To-morrow you’ll be in a hospital.”
“You may be in a coffin, my fine fellow.”