"Wait—I'm not done yet!" yelled the bully, and doubling up his fists he hurled himself on the young major.
Several body blows were struck and then the two clinched. As Ritter was partly stripped for battle, while Jack had on his stiff uniform, the bully had a little the better of it from the beginning. Around and around the gymnasium floor they struggled.
"Break away!" cried several cadets. "Break away!"
"I'll break if he will," answered Jack.
"All right," answered Ritter, and the hold of each youth was loosened. But as they broke the bully tried to land his fist on Jack's ear.
"Hi, that isn't fair, Ritter!" cried Fred.
"You keep out of this, Century!" was Coulter's warning.
"I'll not keep out, Coulter. Make Ritter fight fair."
Again the two cadets faced each other. Now Ritter was on his guard, and cleverly ducked a blow aimed at his face. Then he hit Jack on the chest and in the shoulder.
"That's the talk," came gleefully from Paxton. "Pummel him well while you are at it."