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Sure Oi found him a foine young gintleman, an' it's his friend Oi became. Wid me own hand Oi put a bullet through the head av thot shnale Porrfeeus dil Noort; an' now it's some av Dil Noort's gang that's seekin' to git square by carryin' off Merriwell's girrul. As yer friend, Ben, Oi ax ye to give th' spalpanes th' double-cross an' hilp Frank Merriwell git back th' girrul.
The sophomores crouched like savage warriors in ambush. Merriwell's peculiar, pleasant laugh was heard as the two unsuspecting freshmen approached. Rattleton was talking, and, as usual, he was twisting his expression in his haste to say the things which flashed through his head. "It doesn't make a dit of bifference if we haven't proved anything against him, I say Ditson can't be trusted.
Although the head of Frank's batting order came up in the sixth and Hodge reached third, no scores were secured. In the seventh Gallup crossed the pan with a run. Neither side could secure a tally in the eighth, and the ninth inning opened with Merriwell's team three runs behind the youngsters. "Oh, we've got you!" laughed Sparkfair.
So, to the delight of the Harvard crowd, Yale was whitewashed again, and there seemed no show for the New Haven boys to win. Walter Gordon remained on the bench, and Frank walked down into the box. Then came positive proof of Merriwell's popularity, for the New Haven spectators arose as one man, wildly waving hats and flags, and gave three cheers and a tiger for Frank.
Merriwell's skill as a trailer had enabled him to follow the villains to a point in the vicinity of the mountain where, at the suggestion of Red Ben, Del Norte had sought concealment in a cave, the mouth of which was hidden by thick shrubbery. The craft of Red Ben in covering the trail had bothered and baffled the pursuers for some time.
Watson Scott, familiarly known as Old Gripper, was a man of great hardihood and endurance, and, therefore, for all of his recent experience with Frank Merriwell's enemies, for all that he had been imprisoned by his captors in a natural well and had stood for hours in water up to his hips, he rapidly recovered after arriving once more at the cottage of his friend and business associate, Warren Hatch, on Lake Placid.
I'll take a hand in this myself!" He would have released Merriwell and jumped into the ring, but Frank's strong fingers closed on his arm. "Steady, old man!" came sharply from Merriwell's lips. "I am in this yet awhile. If Diamond finishes me he is to be let alone. The fellow that lays a hand on him is no friend of mine!" "You give me cramps!" groaned Harry.
"Because it will mean expulsion for you as well as myself if you do." Every one was listening. They gathered about the two freshmen, wondering not a little at Merriwell's words and manner. "Expulsion for me?" slowly repeated Diamond. "How is that?" "It's straight goods." "Explain it." "Well, I will. We came here to fight a duel, didn't we?" "Yes, sir." "You admit that?" "I do, sir."
Sparkfair sat down on the pitcher's plate and watched Hodge circling the bases. "Hereafter," he observed, with a doleful grin, "I'll put my fielders over in the next county when you come to bat." Bart's hit reminded Dale of Dick Merriwell's first appearance at Fardale.
Roach took the ball on the run, and this made the third out. Casper Silence was like a caged tiger as the Rovers gathered at the bench. "Get in here and win this game, you slobs!" he hissed. "If you don't, this team disbands to-night!" Against Frank Merriwell's pitching there was no chance for them, however. As in the previous inning, only three men faced Merry, and all three struck out.
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