He offered his card to the one who could talk some English. The other gave a howl and chattered something that sounded like a command.
A moment later both Chinamen made movements as if to draw weapons from beneath their coats.
“Look out for them, Merry!” burst from the freshman. “They cut sometimes!”
He sprang upon one of the Celestials, and Frank grasped the other.
“Bounce them!” shouted Dick.
Biff! biff!—two kicks, two howls, and two Chinamen went flying toward the gutter.
“Let’s retire before we get into further trouble,” suggested Frank laughingly. “This is getting altogether too swift for me.”
They turned to enter the hotel, but the Chinamen had picked themselves out of the gutter, and came running across the wide walk.
The two Yale men turned, expecting a furious attack; but, instead, the Celestials threw themselves on their knees and bowed down at the feet of Frank, jabbering strangely.
“Well, of all the queer things that ever happened, this takes the first money!” gasped Starbright, staring in astonishment at the prostrated Chinamen.