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The three had at first intended to smear the beds of the Rovers with it, but had gotten no chance. "Give them a good dose!" said Dudd Flockley. He had joined in the blanket-tossing with vigor. Sam, Songbird and Stanley were being led to the river when Max came rushing up to Tom and Dick, who happened to be in the library, looking over some works of travel.
"It won't hurt you a bit," added Jerry Koswell. "I want you to let me go!" cried the girl. "I will as soon as " began Dudd Flockley, and then he gave a sudden roar of pain as he found himself caught by the ear. Then a hand caught him by the arm and he was whirled around and sent into a corner with a crash. At the same time Jerry Koswell was tackled and sent down in a heap in another corner.
"Hi, give me that!" yelled Larkspur. "All right, here you are," answered Tom merrily, and turned the stream of water directly in the sophomore's face. Larkspur spluttered and shied and then plunged to one side into a fellow student standing near. This was Dudd Flockley, and he was carried down on his back.
"It was that Dick Rover who led the attack," said Dudd Flockley. "Do you know what I think? I think he is going to try to make himself leader of the freshies." "Just what I thought, too," answered Larkspur. "And if that's the fact we ought to do all we can to pull him down." "Tom Rover is the fellow I am going to get after," came from Jerry Koswell.
Let 'em go!" was the rallying cry, and then whack! whack! whack! down came the rubber clubs and the sticks on the backs of the second-year students. "Fight 'em off!" came from the sophomores. "Chase 'em away!" yelled Dudd Flockley; but hardly had he spoken when Max discharged the squirtgun, and the water took Flockley in the eye, causing him to yell with fright and retreat.
The girl, thus suddenly released, stared at the newcomers in astonishment and then sank down on a chair, too much overcome to move or speak. The Rover boys had acted on the impulse of the moment. They had seen that the girl wanted the two dudish young men to leave her alone, and stepping into the kitchen, Dick had tackled Dudd Flockley while Tom and Sam had given their attention to Jerry Koswell.
"See here, you chaps," said Flockley. "What are your names?" "If you want to know so bad, my name is Dick Rover and this is my brother Sam." "And who was the other fellow?" asked Koswell. "My brother Tom." "Three brothers, eh, and named Rover!" growled Dudd Flockley. "All right, I'll remember that, and I'll remember how you treated us up to the Sanderson place."
"You might have spoken about them, Flockley," said Dick coldly. "Any other student would have done so." "Or you could have handed us the letters at lunch," added Sam. "I am not your hired man!" cried Dudd Flockley. "Next time I'll not touch the letters at all!" And then he dropped back into his chair and pretended to read again. "If we don't find the letters you'll hear from us again," said Dick.
Then, however, the Rover boys settled down to a strong, steady stroke, and forged a full length ahead. "See! see! The Rovers are winning!" shouted Max in delight. "That's the way to do it!" cried Stanley, "Keep it up! You're doing nobly!" "Show 'em the way home!" added Songbird. "Pull, Jerry! Pull!, Bart!" screamed Dudd Flockley to his cronies. "Don't let them beat you!"
"It's all stuff and nonsense!" roared Dudd Flockley. "They are freshies and ought to be bounced off the fence and given a lesson in the bargain." "That's it come and hammer 'em!" added Jerry Koswell. "What's the row here?" demanded a tall lad who had just come up. He had light curly hair, blue eyes and a face that was sunshine itself.
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