Now the freshmen who are following the lead of this fellow Merriwell seem to think that they are cocks of the walk.

I tell you what it is, Bruce, you must do that fellow, and you must do him so he will stay done." "Oh, I don't believe he is such a bad fellow at heart, It wouldn't be right to injure him permanently." "Wouldn't it?
Give me the chance and see if I don't fix him." Hartwick began to regard his roommate with disdain.
"For goodness' sake, don't get soft," he implored.

"The fellows will say you are chicken-hearted, and that will settle your case.

You'll never get back to your old position if you once lose it." "I'd rather be thought chicken-hearted than hold my position by dirty play." Hartwick made no retort, but it was plain to see that he entertained a different view of a case like the one in question.
Browning worked like a beaver to get himself in shape for the coming struggle, but he promised himself over and over that he would never do such a thing again.

It was pride and hope that sustained him through his severe course of training.
"No fresh mug can do youse now," Buster Kelley finally declared.