“Fiends, take him!” whispered the young rascal. “Is he going to let Merriwell do him up?”
He had fancied Merriwell’s action in hurling his antagonist against the wall would end the struggle; but vicious hope had new birth in his heart when he beheld the smiling yellow man pick himself up from the floor.
“The honorable gentleman is very skillful,” purred Hashi, toddling back to the mat.
There was a steely glitter in Frank’s eyes as he regarded the tough, little rascal.
“Wait a moment, Hashi,” he commanded.
“Respected sir, yours to command,” said the Jap.
“I am onto your trick now,” said Frank. “I know what you are trying to do. Jujutsu teaches a man how to break limbs. The hold you had on my leg would have crippled me if I had not moved quickly to prevent it. But a leg or an arm is not the only thing that may be broken by such a method.”
“Oh, respected sir——”
“You may as well cut out the respected sir! You tried to break my leg. It is no more difficult to break a neck. I warn you to hold up. Don’t try that trick again if you respect your neck!”