"I don"t care a continental what is done so long as he is fixed as I ask."
"I s"pose ye"re one of them stujent fellers?"
"Yes, I am a student."
"An" t"other feller is a stujent?"
"Yes."
"Dem fellers is easy."
"Then you will do the job for me, will you?"
"Naw!" snorted Kelley. "Not on yer nacheral! Wot d"yer take me fer? I don"t do notting of dat kind. I"ve got a repertation to sustain, I has."
Ditson looked disappointed.
"I am willing to pay well to have the job done," he sad.
"Well, yer can find somebody ter do it fer yer."
"But I don"t know where to find anybody, professor."
Kelley sat down, relighted his cigar, restored his feet to the table, picked up a paper, seemed about to resume reading, and then observed:
"Dis is no infermation bureau, but I s"pose I might put yer onter a cove dat"d do der trick fer yer if yuse come down heavy wid der stuff."
"If you will I shall be ever so much obliged."
"Much erbliged don"t but no whiskey. Money talks, me boy."
Ditson reached into his pocket and produced some money.
"I will give you five dollars to tell me of a man who will do the job for me," he said, pulling a five-dollar bill from the roll.
"Make it ten an" I goes yer," said Kelley, promptly.
"Done. Here is your money."
Ditson handed it over.
"I"d oughter made it twenty," grumbled the pugilist. "Dis business is outer my line entirely, an" I don"t want ter be mixed up in it at all--see? I has a repertation ter sustain, an" it wouldn"t do fer n.o.body ter know I ever hed anyt"ing ter do wid such a job as dis."
"There is no danger that anybody will ever know it," declared Ditson, impatiently. "I will not say anything about it."
"Well, yer wants ter see dat yer don"t. If yer do, I"ll hunt yer up meself, an" I won"t do a t"ing ter youse--not a t"ing!"
"Save your threats and come to business. I am impatient to get away, as I do not care to be seen here by anybody who may drop in."
"Don"t care ter be seen here! I like dat--nit! Better men dan youse has been here, an" don"t yer fergit dat!"
"Oh, I don"t care who has been here! You have the money. Now tell me where I can find the man I want."
"D"yer know Plug Kirby?"
"No."
"Well, he is der feller yer wants."
"Where can I find him?"
"I"ll give yer his address."
Kelley took a stub of a pencil out of his vest pocket and wrote with great labor on the margin of one of the papers. This writing he tore off and handed to Ditson. Then, without another word, he once more restored his feet to the top of the table and resumed reading as if there was no one in the room.
Ditson went out without a word. When he was gone Kelley looked over the top of the paper toward the door and growled:
"Dat feller"s no good! If he"d wanted ter fit der odder feller hisself I"d tole him how ter bruck der odder chap"s wrist, but he ain"t got der sand ter fight a baby. He makes me sad! I"d like ter t"ump him a soaker on de jaw meself."
That evening Frank went out to call on some friends. He was returning to his rooms between ten and eleven, when, as he came to a dark corner, a man suddenly stepped out and said:
"Give us a light, young feller."
"I have none," said Frank, attempting to pa.s.s.
"Den give us a match," demanded the man, blocking the road.
"As I do not smoke I never carry matches."
"Well, den, I s"pose I"ll have ter go wit"out er light, but--you"ll take dat!"
Like a flash the man struck straight and hard at the youth"s face. It was a wicked blow, delivered with marvelous swiftness, and must have knocked Frank down if it had landed.
But Merriwell had suspected all along that it was not a light the man was after, and he had been on the watch for just such a move as was made. For all of the man"s swiftness Frank dodged, and the blow pa.s.sed over his shoulder.
When Frank ducked he also struck out with his left, which he planted in the pit of the a.s.sailant"s stomach.
It was a heavy blow, and for a moment it rounded the man up. Before the ruffian could recover he received a thump under the ear that made him see stars and sent him sprawling.
But the man had a hard head, and he hastily got upon his feet, uttering fierce words. He expected to see the youth in full flight, and was astonished to perceive that Frank had not taken to his heels.
With a snarl of fury the wretch rushed at Merriwell.
Frank dodged again and came up under the man"s arm, giving him another heavy blow. Then the man turned, and they sparred for a moment.
"Durned if youse ain"t der liveliest kid I ever seen!" muttered the astonished ruffian. "Youse kin fight!"
"Well, I can fight enough to take care of myself," returned the lad, with something like a laugh.