“Talk is cheap,” said Stuffer, who had come up. “After Jack is down and out I’ll believe you, not before.”
The crowd was soon at a convenient spot behind the bathing houses. Here the wind had swept the snow from the ground. The word had circulated thoroughly, and fully fifty cadets were assembled to see the fight.
“Watch him closely, Jack!” whispered Andy. “He may try to play you foul.”
“I’ll be on my guard,” answered the young major.
Each of the contestants took off his coat, and likewise his collar. Then they faced each other; and the all-important fight was on.
CHAPTER XXV
HOW THE FIGHT ENDED
It must be admitted that Jack was a little in doubt as to the outcome of the fight before him. Dan Baxter was large, and was something of a boxer and an athlete. In fact, he could fight better than he could learn his lessons.
“I’ve got to go at him from the start, otherwise he may wear me out,” the young major told himself.
With clenched fists the two cadets circled around, each watching for a chance to deliver a blow. Those watching the contest formed a large circle, and numerous were the words of advice given.
“Land him a good one, Jack!”