Now, Harry, old man, you don't want me to show the white feather, so go back and complete the arrangements." "But there ought to be some other way of settling it.

If you could fight him with your fists I know you'd beat him, but you don't stand a show this way." Frank looked his roommate squarely in the eye.
"Go back and accept every proposition Ditson makes," he commanded, and Rattleton felt the influence of Merriwell's superior will.
Back he went, and it did not take the seconds long, with Bruce Browning's aid, to settle matters.

Browning said he knew a nice quiet place where the duel could take place without danger of interruption, and in a short time the entire party was on the street, following the lead of the big sophomore.
Harry was at Frank's side and he was greatly agitated.
"If you are counting on Diamond backing down you'll be dadly--I mean sadly disappointed," he whispered.

"That fellow doesn't know what it is to be afraid, and he'll stand up to the end." "Keep cool," directed Frank.

"He'll find there are others." Harry gave up in despair.
"This is a terrible affair!" he muttered to himself.