"The end is not yet! I'll kill you or you'll kill me!" There was a clash of steel, and then the fight was on with more fury than before.
Diamond was utterly reckless.

He left a dozen openings where Frank could have run him through.

But Merriwell was working to repeat the trick of a few seconds before.
The frightened spectators were beginning to think of intervening, when once again Diamond was disarmed.
At the same moment there came a heavy knocking at the door.
One fellow, who had been on guard, ran in from a corridor and cried: "It's the faculty! Somebody has given them wind of this!" "Here! here!" called a freshman.

"Follow me!" They did so, and he led them to a back window, out of which they clambered.
Diamond was the last to get out, and just as he touched the ground somebody came around the corner and grabbed him.
"I have one of them!" shouted a voice, which he recognized as belonging to one of the faculty.
He struggled to break away, but could not.
Then somebody dashed back to his side, caught hold of him, and with wonderful strength tore him from the grasp of the man.
"Run!" panted Frank Merriwell's voice in his ear.
And they ran away together, and in a short while were safe in their rooms.
It turned out that it was not the faculty that had tried to get in where the duel was taking place, but some of the sophs.

At the time he turned back to rescue Diamond, however, Frank had believed the Virginian was in the grasp of one of the professors.
Merriwell was regarded as more of a wonder than ever when it became generally known that he had twice disarmed the Virginian in a duel with rapiers--or a "fencing contest," as the matter was openly spoken of by those who discussed it.
But Bruce Browning, king of sophomores, was awaiting an opportunity to get at Frank..