Neither in muscle nor in science was he his equal.

He measured his length on the tin time and again; in fact, as fast as he could get up he went down again, and the applause was kept up in liberal fashion from all the neighborhood around.
Finally, Allen had to be helped up.

Then Tracy declined to punish him further and the fight was at an end.

Allen was carried off by some of his friends in a very much humbled condition, his face black and blue and bleeding, and Tracy was at once surrounded by the young fellows, who congratulated him, and told him that he had done the whole house a service, and that from this out Mr.Allen would be a little more particular about how he handled slights and insults and maltreatment around amongst the boarders.
Tracy was a hero now, and exceedingly popular.

Perhaps nobody had ever been quite so popular on that upper floor before.