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This is a fine car, and there would be trouble with the boss if anything happened to it." "Nothing is going to happen, so don't worry," answered Koswell coolly. Then the chauffeur left, and the automobile dashed on its way in the direction of Rushville. As the Rovers and their chums were out purely for pleasure, they took their time in driving to Rushville, going there by way of Hope Seminary.
The two overheard Jerry Koswell and his cronies talking, learned Jerry did the trick, came back and told me, and " "You told the president," finished Sam. "Not on your collar button," answered Tom. "I waited. The president sent for me. I went. He tried to get me to confess, and then the telephone rang, and that did the biz." "Say, Tom, are you crazy?" demanded Dick. "Crazy?
"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.
You, Koswell, Flockley and Larkspur, ought to be ashamed of yourselves. I never dreamed any students of Brill could be so bad. I shall report to Doctor Wallington without delay." Charter had been as good as his word, and had been closeted with the head of the college for an hour. The girls went back with Tom, Dick and Sam, and also had an interview with the president.
"What do you mean?" retorted Tom, getting up. "You knocked me down on purpose!" howled Jerry. "It was as much your fault as mine." "It wasn't my fault at all. I've a good mind to punch your face!" And having gotten to his feet, Koswell doubled up his fists threateningly. At this the young lady let out a scream. "Oh, please don't fight!" she cried.
Dick Dawson used to be our best oarsman, but last June a fellow named Jerry Koswell beat him." "Koswell!" cried Sam. "I thought he was too much of a dude to row in a race." At this remark the senior smiled faintly. "Evidently you have met Mr. Koswell," he remarked pointedly. "We have," answered Tom. "Well, he can row, if he can't do anything else."
"We don't want to meet any kind of a fate," added Sam. "We want to have some fun." While the boys were discussing the proposed trip to Rushville they did not notice that Larkspur was close at hand, taking in much that was said. Presently Larkspur sauntered off and hunted up Jerry Koswell. "The Rovers are going off to-morrow," he said. "Where do you suppose they are going?"
But he got no further, for Dick suddenly wheeled him around and gave him a shove that sent him through the doorway and off the back porch. "Now the other fellow," said the oldest Rover, but before Tom and Sam could touch Jerry Koswell that individual ducked and ran after Flockley. Then both young men stood at a safe distance. "We'll fix you for this!" roared Flockley.
"He did right here!" answered Tom positively. "Look!" He pulled up his sleeve and showed his wrist. There in the flesh were the indentations of a set of teeth. "You coward!" said Sam. "You ought to be drummed out of Brill!" "That's worse than using a sandbag," added Dick. "I I didn't do it," muttered Koswell. He looked around as if he wanted to slink out of sight. "You did!" cried Tom.
He had spoken about getting the powder for them, and mentioned how Koswell had fixed a fuse and lit it, and he told of getting the liquor bottles and flasks and other things. He had warmed up during his recital, and had demanded fifty dollars on the spot. When refused he had threatened to go to the Brill authorities and "blow everything."
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