"An' it's plain ter me dat Merriwell has been took foul, else yer never'd knocked him out dis way. I've been up ag'inst him, an' he could lick dis whole gang if he had a square deal."
Then Kirby pointed straight at Flemming, and fiercely exclaimed:
"I t'ink you're der bloke w'at done him dirt! I'm goin' ter knock der packin' outer youse, me fine chap!"
He rushed at Fred, who caught up a chair and struck at Kirby's head. Plug dodged, caught hold of the chair, and wrenched it from Flemming's grasp.
"Right here is where I cleans out der place!" he shouted.
He swung the chair aloft, and the boys made a rush to get out of the room.
Whiz!—the chair flew through the air, striking Fred Flemming between the shoulders, knocking him down instantly.
Then the police came in suddenly, and clubbed Kirby into a helpless condition, while all the others, with the exception of Merriwell and Diamond, escaped from the place.
Jack was examining Frank's wound when they were both placed under arrest.