had shut off any possibility of automobile flight by falling upon the tires with their pocket knives.

Any robbers that could bluff their way through the crowd and start the engine would have to hobble along on flat tires! The rear lookout of the robber band was now a safe prisoner in the hands of four stalwart seniors.

Ben Badger had the fellow's revolver.
Out in front of the bank the juniors and sophs held the enemy at bay inside.

The lookout, after trying to hold up the rush at the point of the pistol, had turned without firing, and had tried to get away.

But four of the juniors had sprinted after him and caught him.
Thus the forces stood.