“Nearly got him then, Husker!” cried one of the students.
“Look out for that wallop! Look out for that wallop, Merriwell!” shouted Ludley. “He puts the best of ’em out with it!”
Frank was looking out for it. He knew the fighter had a dangerous left, and it was his hope to keep him from landing full and fair with one of those heavy swings.
Galway followed up. There was a bit of sharp sparring and then a clinch.
“Break!” yelled the referee.
They broke promptly enough this time, but again Frank shot out a lightning left and reached his antagonist’s jaw.
“Look out for that in the breakaway, Gal!” warned one of the spectators.
“Great Cæsar’s ghost!” came from another. “This is the real thing! It’s no slaughter, after all!”
Bart Hodge laughed.
“You’ll see the kind of a slaughter you did not expect,” he declared.