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As he did so he heard Ditson say: "That's right, Walter. Merriwell rubbed dirt all over you. He is trying to become another king, like Browning, but you can bet I don't lose any opportunity to throw him down." "Throw him down! throw him down!" echoed Gordon, thickly. "That's right; but you can't throw him down hard enough to keep him down."
The conduct of the paper did not essentially change, but with each number was added a musical composition; the best works of Mendelssohn, Schubert, Wagner, Gluck, Mozart, and many other composers were thus issued. Dwight also did much translating for Ditson, turning into English the words which accompanied some of the best German music.
Merriwell continued to assert that Diamond had sand, and Diamond was ready to back his judgment in saying that Merriwell was a match for any man in Yale. Morey's was a sophomore resort. Juniors and seniors patronized the place, but a freshman was not allowed there unless invited to accompany some of the regular frequenters of the place. Ditson was ambitious.
"Some fellow has been working on my name in order to hide his own identity!" cried Put, who was greatly angered. "Oh, I'd like to get hold of the skunk!" At this moment the door which led to the back room opened, and Roland Ditson, who had again visited Buster Kelley, came into the saloon.
You have the money. Now tell me where I can find the man I want." "D'yer know Plug Kirby?" "No." "Well, he is der feller yer wants." "Where can I find him?" "I'll give yer his address." Kelley took a stub of a pencil out of his vest pocket and wrote with great labor on the margin of one of the papers. This writing he tore off and handed to Ditson.
"Oh, they won't do a thing with him!" gurgled Bandy Robinson. "How did it happen, anyway?" asked Roland Ditson, who had joined the freshmen after the affair was over. He tried to appear innocent and filled with wonder and curiosity, but his unpopularity was apparent from the fact that nobody paid enough attention to him to answer his question.
Then, without another word, he once more restored his feet to the top of the table and resumed reading as if there was no one in the room. Ditson went out without a word. When he was gone Kelley looked over the top of the paper toward the door and growled: "Dat feller's no good!
Roland Ditson longed to force Merriwell to squeal. He did not fancy Frank knew anything of fencing, and he thought Merriwell would soon lose his nerve when he saw himself toyed with by Diamond. And Diamond had promised not to seriously wound the fellow he hated.
"An' t'other feller is a stujent?" "Yes." "Dem fellers is easy." "Then you will do the job for me, will you?" "Naw!" snorted Kelley. "Not on yer nacheral! Wot d'yer take me fer? I don't do notting of dat kind. I've got a repertation to sustain, I has." Ditson looked disappointed. "I am willing to pay well to have the job done," he sad. "Well, yer can find somebody ter do it fer yer."
"Oh, what a snizerable meak I mean miserable sneak, that fellow is!" exclaimed Harry. "He goes into a dirty piece of business like this, and then he gets down and crawls actually crawls!" "I have no doubt but his mother is proud of him," said Frank. "He says he is an only son. It is his mother, not Ditson, I am thinking about. I do not wish to cause her so much pain." "Oh, come off!
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