"Go him to the station, Yates!" exclaimed one of the lads accompanying Duncan. "Just show him he doesn't know how to run."
"Yah!" flung back Griswold, quick as a flash. "Yates knows better than to try that. Where would he be when Merriwell reached the station?"
"Buying his ticket inside," sneered Emery, in return.
That aroused Jack Diamond, who flushed hotly and turned on Andy.
"I'll go you ten even that Merriwell beats Yates to the station platform," he flashed, producing a roll of bills. "This is business! Take me if you have the nerve!"
"Oh, I'll take you!" cried Emery; "and, when the business is over, I'll take your money, too."
He promptly produced a ten-dollar bill, and the
money was quickly thrust into the hands of a stakeholder, who was chosen by mutual agreement.
"It strikes me you men are pretty swift," said Yates, in a manner that showed his disapproval. "How do you know I will run?"
"'Sh!" warned Flemming. "You'll have to run now, or they'll say you were afraid to go against Merriwell."