“Do you know this?” asked Frank, his heart burning with indignation.
“I’m dead sure of it. You are going to be maimed. Better not go into it. Keep out of the dirty trap!”
“Keep out?” laughed Frank, and there was something terrible in the sound of that laugh.
“Yes.”
“On the contrary, I’ll go into it, and Fillmore’s paid tool had better look out for himself. He may get a portion of his own medicine!”
CHAPTER XXXIV.
AMERICAN AGAINST JAP.
Stripped to sleeveless sweaters, trousers and light rubber-soled shoes, Frank and the Jap faced each other on the huge mat spread on the floor of a seldom-used room above the gymnasium.
The spectators stood around, feeling a thrill of excitement. One and all they seemed to anticipate something unusual.