Fortunately, it also rendered him incapable of inflicting on his former friend the punishment which his rage dictated.
For a short time affairs were exciting enough.

Sophomores and freshmen deserted the procession and leaped for the elm where the crowd was quickly gathering.

Badger threw himself on Pike, after the latter was down, and would have proceeded to pound his face, without doubt, but that his arms were caught and held.
It was all over within less than two minutes.

Some of the Westerner's friends held him back and began to talk some sense into him, while Pike's friends drew him out and away.
"I reckon this isn't the end of it!" snarled Badger, flinging the words at Pike.

"There will be a beautiful settlement of this, remember." Then he hobbled blindly out of the crowd with some acquaintances, to have his smarting eye attended to, while the procession reformed, and the rollicking students began again to shout their "Omega Lambda Chi." The "beautiful settlement" came at a late hour that night.