Frank Merriwell at Yale by Burt L. [pseud.] Standish
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down a dark street. At length they came to an old brick structure, in
which not a light was to be seen. Down some slippery stone steps they went, and the big soph let them in by unlocking a door. It was dark inside. Browning closed and locked the door, after which he conducted them along a narrow passage, opened another door, and ushered them into a room. The smell of cigarette smoke was strong there, and Frank knew the place had been lately occupied by smokers. A match spluttered, and then a lamp was lighted. "Get ready for business," directed Browning. "I will bring the rapiers and another light." Then he vanished beyond a door that opened into another dark room. Frank looked around and saw a table, upon which were cards and empty beer bottles. There were chairs and some copies of illustrated sporting papers. The walls were bare. It was warm down there, and Frank immediately discarded his coat. Diamond was about to follow Merriwell's example, when there was a sudden rush of feet and the room filled in a twinkling with masked youths, who flung themselves on the astonished freshmen and made all but Frank a prisoner in a moment. Frank instantly understood that they had been trapped and he knocked |
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