But I will get square just the same." "I presume you will try to square the account in some sneaking manner.
Well, I warn you now and here that it will not be healthy if you try any dirty tricks on me.

If anything underhand happens to me, I'll know who was the originator of it, and I'll settle with you.

That is business!" With this, Bart turned to walk away, noting that a great many of the cadets were peering from the windows, some of them grinning with delight.
Snell shook his fist at Hodge's back, blustering: "This is all right--all right, sir! It is not necessary for me to fight you; you are not on the same level with me." "No," muttered the dark-haired boy, grimly, "I have never sunk as low as that." The room occupied by Merriwell and Hodge was not on that side of the building, so Frank, who was studying, had not witnessed the encounter between his roommate and Snell.
Fortunately, also, the blow had not been seen by any one but cadets, so it was not liable to come to Professor Gunn's knowledge, unless Wat told of it himself.
Bart found Frank in their room, and Merriwell looked up as the dark-haired boy entered with a quick, nervous step.
"Hello!" he cried, in surprise.

"What's happened?
Your face is dark as a thunder-cloud, and you look as if you could eat iron." "Well, I feel as if I wouldn't have any trouble in chewing up a few pounds of iron," replied Bart.

"By Jove! old man, I never realized till a few minutes ago how narrow was my escape from being a most contemptible scoundrel!" "How is that ?" "I was taken for a thief!" grated Bart, his white teeth clicking.
"Yes, sir, taken for a thief!" "It must have been by somebody who does not know you very well." "That's where you are wrong.