There was a sudden rush of dark figures out of the shadows, and the two freshmen were clutched.  Coats were flung over their heads and they were crashed to the ground.

Although taken by surprise, both lads struggled.

In the suddenness of the rush Browning had made a mistake and flung himself on Rattleton, while he had intended to grasp Merriwell.  The coat being cast over the head of the lad prevented him from discovering his mistake.

Punch Swallows and Andy Emery were devoting themselves to Merriwell, and it was their first impression that they had tackled Rattleton.

For an instant it seemed that the trick had worked to perfection, and the freshmen had been made captives easily.

Then came a surprise.

Swallows and Emery were unable to hold their man down.  He tore off the smothering coat and rose with them, despite all they could do.  They cried out for help: 

“Give us a hand, fellows!  He’s like an eel!  Quick!”

Some of the sophs had been unable to render much assistance, and they now did their best to aid Swallows and Emery.  In their haste to do something they seemed to get in the way of each other.

“Well, I don’t know—­I don’t know!” laughed a familiar voice, and the freshman gave Swallows a snap that lifted him off his feet and cast him into the stomach of another fellow, who received such a blow from Punch’s head that the wind was knocked out of him in a moment.

“We’ll have to see about this,” said the freshman as he cracked Emery on the jaw and broke his hold.

“Great smoke!  It’s Merriwell!” gurgled Emery as he reeled back.

“Onto him, fellows!” urged a soph, and Frank suddenly found six or seven of the crowd were at him.

Just how he did it no one could tell, but he broke straight through the crowd and in another moment was rushing back toward Billy’s, shouting: 

“Lambda Chi!  Lambda Chi!”

It was useless to try to follow him, as all quickly saw.

In the meantime Rattleton had been cornered, and the disappointed sophs resolved to escape with him.  They lifted him and made a rush for the cab.  He was bundled in, and away went the cab.

Frank rushed into Billy’s and gave the alarm.  He was out again in a very few seconds, with a crowd of excited freshmen at his heels; but when they came to look for the sophomores and Rattleton they found nothing.

“Confound it!” exclaimed Frank in dismay.  “How could they get him away so quick?  I can’t understand it.”

The freshmen searched, but they found nothing to reward them.  Rattleton was in the toils of the enemy, and the would-be rescuers were given no opportunity to rescue him.

Then Merriwell blamed himself for leaving his roommate at all.  But Billy’s had been so near and his chance with his many assailants had seemed so slim that he had done what seemed the right thing to do on the spur of the moment.  He had not fancied that the sophomores would be able to get Harry away before he could arouse the freshmen and bring them to the rescue.