"No fighting in here!" panted the proprietor. "This ain't no
boxing-club! See! I'm glad to have gents come in and make themselves to
home, but I can't allow any fighting!"
Agnew slid toward the door, seeming anxious to escape. The next moment
he was out in the barroom, and then he vanished into the street.
"I'll pay for the damages," said Badger, choking down his wrath. "He
went to draw a gun on me, and I jumped on him, that's all. A man is a
fool to let another get the drop on him, and I allow I don't intend to.
You bet I don't. I'll see him again, and when I do I reckon we'll have a
settlement."
CHAPTER XII.
AGNEW'S TRICK.
When the Westerner saw Agnew again they were in one of the college
lecture-rooms and an examination was in progress. Of course, they did
not speak to each other. Badger believed that Agnew had kept away from
him since their warlike encounter of the night before. The fact that
Agnew was also a sophomore had long been a disturbing thought to the
Westerner. Badger had class pride. He sometimes declared that he was a
sophomore of the sophomores, but there were a number of sophomores with
whom he could not and would not mix.
His seat was now close to the one occupied by Agnew, though somewhat in
front of it, and he had the unpleasant feeling that a hole was being
bored through the back of his head by Agnew's eyes.
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