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I am a good pistol shot, and Professor Rhynas says I handle the foils fairly well." "Oh, you're a regular ruffian!" cried Snell, his chin beginning to quiver and his voice choking with anger that brought tears to his eyes. "I will not fight you in any way! I do not pretend to be a match for a ruffian of your sort. But I will get square just the same."
"Easy, Frank!" warned Bart. "Are you crazy? You know what it will mean if you fight in the gym. Rhynas has noticed it now he's coming." "Confound that fellow!" muttered Frank. "I don't often get started this way, but it was such a dirty trick that " "Never mind, now. Keep still, or Rhynas will hear." "Let me get at him!" Bascomb had snarled. "I will beat the life out of him!"
Among the plebes there were a few who stood head and shoulders above their companions in athletics. Hodge went in for fencing, and Professor Rhynas declared he would make a master of the foil. Hugh Bascomb, with a pugilist's thick neck and round head, was spending all his spare time boxing, and it was said that he could strike a blow that would stagger an ox.
It was on Frank's tongue to give Bascomb the lie, but, for once in his life, Hodge was the cooler of the two, and he warned his friend by a soft pressure on the arm. Then, seeing Professor Rhynas listening, with a dark look on his face, Frank laughed, and retorted: "I don't mind a little thing like that, Bascomb, as long as you didn't strike me.
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Then, for all of rules, for all of Professor Rhynas, Frank's friends made the air ring with their wild shouts of applause. Paul Rains was struck with dismay and confusion, which threatened to turn to anger. He saw the crowd gathering round Frank, and congratulating him. Paul was left quite alone. Not even Bascomb approached him, for the big plebe was too dismayed to say anything or do anything.
Professor Rhynas was giving his attention to another department of the gymnasium, and he had left Bascomb to meet all comers and "give them points." Bascomb was not finding it a very easy thing to give Rains many points, although he believed he could knock the fellow down any time he wished to do so by simply letting drive one of his sledgehammer blows.
Rhynas now demanded to know the cause of the excitement, and he was told that Bascomb had knocked his glove off, and then, in his excitement, had struck a blow. The professor looked blacker than ever. "Such a thing is not possible," he declared. "This is no resort for fighters. If you fellows have any differences to settle, settle them elsewhere.
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