“The honorable gentleman seems exceedingly overcome by vastly much timidness.”
It was now Frank’s turn to smile.
“I haven’t observed you making any headlong plunge,” he retorted.
“I would humbly refrain from alarming you greatly more, discreet sir,” said Hashi.
“That is indeed very considerate of you.”
“Well, well!” cried Fillmore, with a mocking intonation; “I do believe Merriwell is frightened!”
“I don’t see the professor displaying amazing courage about coming to a clinch,” laughed Spaulding.
“That’s his style.”
“Perhaps it’s Merriwell’s style.”
Frank and Hashi circled slowly. At last, tired of waiting, the Jap reached out swiftly as if to get a sudden hold on Frank; but he drew back instantly and waited again.