Frank was thrown into consternation, for he saw he was trapped.
"It's too late now," he said. "Moslof has decided to pitch Woods. If asked again to pitch, I'll do it."
By this time they were surrounded by the crowd. A dozen men were asking Phebe if she were hurt, or were loudly praising Merriwell for his prompt action in going to her rescue.
"Let me escort you to the hotel," said Frank. "I will return and see about your broken wheel."
"If you will be so kind," she murmured.
Then, with her clinging to his arm, they walked toward the hotel. It seemed that two hundred persons knew what had happened. A score of girls saw Phebe Macey clinging to Frank's arm, and even though she had lost her bicycle beneath the wheels of the car, she was envied by them all.