"
"As a guess, I should say he is hunting somebody to fight," said
Diamond.
"Then he will be accommodated in mighty short order," Browning
prophesied. "I never yet saw a fellow go after trouble and return
without finding what he sought. Mr. Badger is not the only fellow who
goes pawing round with his hair standing and blood in his eye."
"Speaking from experience, Browning?" mildly inquired Bink Stubbs,
scratching a match to light a cigarette. "You have gone in search of
trouble a few times, to my knowledge."
"And you're searching for it now!" grunted Browning, giving the little
fellow a warning look.
All unaware of the fact that his rapid transit across the campus had
occasioned unusual comment, Badger hurried on, and finally entered a car
which took him to the office of Fairfax Lee.
"Is Mr. Lee in?" he asked of the clerk in the outer room.
"Yes."
"Will you give him my card, please, and tell him I should like to see
him a few minutes?"
The clerk took the card and disappeared. He was back immediately.
"Mr. Lee says that he cannot see you, sir!"
"Did he say that he is engaged?"
"No, sir. He does not care to see you!"
The Westerner's dark face burned, and he bit his lip to keep the hot
words from rushing out in a torrent.
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