"Don't, Fred! Stop! Stop!" called Bobby, from the other end of the room.
Fred Martin had gone too far to stop now. He expected to take a thrashing for his boldness, but meanwhile he was filling Bronson's eyes and mouth with feathers.
Jack Jinks put out his foot and tripped the smaller boy up. Fred fell with Bill on top of him. The bigger boy began to use his fists.
"No fair! Let him up, Bill!" cried two or three.
"Shut up!" ordered Jack, putting his back against the closed door. "You kids that holler will get all that's coming to you."
Bobby came running up the room to help his chum, and at just that instant the door knob was turned and the door was burst in, sending Jack sliding half way across the room.
"Cheese it!" squealed Pee Wee, jumping into bed with his trousers on.
But it was only Barry Gray who appeared.
"Hello! Can't keep quiet the first night, eh?" demanded the captain. "What you doing in here, Jack?"
Then he saw Bill Bronson on top of the struggling Fred. Bill had got in one savage punch and there was blood flowing from Fred's nose upon the burst pillow.