"Humph! I know enough to know when some people aren't getting a square deal," said the man. "But Marsden certainly had her share of excitement to-night. I guess I'll go to bed."
While the lads from Waterside were making their way to their meeting-place, which they had agreed upon when leaving the trolleys to go to the lecture, the boys from the rival school were also congregating in readiness for going back to their dormitories. In consequence there was no further clash between the factions, for which Frank and Andy were glad.
"Say, what is this bunch, anyhow?" asked the conductor, as the wet and dripping boys piled aboard his car. "Are you from some swimming school?"
"No, we've just been showing the lads from Waterside how to behave," spoke Andy.
"Well, climb aboard, then," said the conductor. "But don't get any more water in the car than you can help."
It was a wet and weary crowd of students that alighted at Riverview Hall a little later. Some were bruised from the conflict with their rivals, many had fallen down and received cuts, while others were shivering from their damp and soaked clothes. It was little consolation to know that Waterside Hall students were in the same condition.
"Did you hear how one man was rigging a fellow from Waterside about them being afraid to row us?" asked Andy of Frank, as they sat shivering in a corner of the car.
"I sure did, but I don't think it will amount to much."
"Not unless we can scare those fellows into giving us a race. How's your nose?"
"Oh, it hurts. How's your leg?"