Fillmore longed to leap out and deal Frank a blow.
“No use!” he thought despairingly. “No use! The miserable Jap can’t do it!”
Hashi’s smile clung, but it had lost its confidence and self-assurance.
“The honorable gentleman has the way in which to mix wrestling and jujutsu,” he said, as he rose. “In this excellent manner he is using two arts against one. It is not an eminently fair test of one competent style against another.”
“Ha! ha! ha!” laughed Spaulding. “He confesses himself beaten!”
“I beg the august gentleman’s respectful pardon,” said the yellow man. “I was humbly seeking to elucidate why I have the unfortunate success encountered.”
Then he again stepped toward Merry.
“Why, he’s the kind that never gets enough!” exclaimed Raymond Harrow.
“What do you think about your Japanese wizard, Fillmore?” asked one of the witnesses.
Fred attempted to answer, but his voice was husky and his words choked in his throat.