He was sure that some enemy had struck at him in this way.
Suddenly he halted, and the pupils of his eyes contracted.
"Ah!" he snarled.

"I reckon that was the work of Don Pike.

He said he'd strike me in a way that would be worse than if he hit me with his fist, and this is what he meant! Well, I'll settle with you, Pike, for that, and don't you ever forget it! You won't forget, either, I allow, when I'm through with you.

That's whatever!" He crumpled up the note, hastily stuck it into a pocket, jammed his hat on his head, and left his room hurriedly, locking the door.

He did not stop in the campus.