Don't spoil it with a dozen lies! Brimmer, you dastard, you disgrace to the noble old uniform--" By a quick, forceful twist Brimmer had freed himself from Dave's frantic clutch.
It availed the plotter but little, however.
Quick as a flash Dave let drive with his right fist, landing a blow on the chest that sent Mr.Brimmer flat to the pavement of the alley.
"You coward! You--" screamed Brimmer, as he rose.
But no sooner was he on his feet than Dave planted a terrific blow over his left eye.
Down went Brimmer again, his eyes closed "until further notice." "Don't try to get up!" warned Darrin, crouching over his enemy.
"If you make a move upward, until I'm through talking, I'll kick you clean over the town of Annapolis and far out into Chesapeake Bay.

Brimmer, if you send me a challenge when we get back to Bancroft Hall, I won't pay any attention to it until after the class has passed on the merits of the case.

If you want to fight here and now I'll let you up and we'll settle it right off.

But no formal fight, under decent auspices.

You hear me?
You understand ?" Brimmer made no reply.
"All right, then," nodded Dave.