The excitement was at fever pitch.
Bob Collingwood was gasping for breath, and he caught hold of Paul Pierson, shouting in his ear: "What do you think of that ?" "Think of it ?" returned Pierson.

"It was a reckless piece of work, and Merriwell would have got fits if he'd failed." "But he didn't fail." "No; that lets him out.

He is working to rattle Coulter, but he took desperate chances.

I don't know but it's the only way to win this game." "Of course it is." "Merriwell is a wonderful runner.

I found that out last fall, when I made up as Professor Grant and attempted to relieve him of a turkey he had captured somewhere out in the country.