"Say, you Hill School fellows, haven't you got some one?"
"Some one's got to go out."
The sophomores, seizing the advantage, began to gibe at them:
"Don't be afraid, freshmen!"
"We won't hurt you."
"We'll let you down easy."
"Take it by default."
"Call time on them."
"I don't know a thing about it," said Stover, between his teeth, to Hungerford, his hands twitching impatiently, his glance fixed hungrily on the provokingly amused face of the sophomore champion.
"I'm too heavy or I'd go."