Hashi was baffled again. Even though it seemed that the American would take his hand off, the little man did not wholly lose his persistent smile. When he had baffled his antagonist, Frank suddenly changed his method and caught the fellow in a wrestling grip. Together they went to the mat, where Merry obtained a half-Nelson hold. As Hashi felt his head bent under him and realized he must quickly go over upon his back, he flung his feet straight up into the air, and, using his head for a pivot, attempted to spin out of the hold like a top. Merry anticipated that. With his free arm he caught the Jap about the waist and checked the spinning. Then he promptly turned Hashi over flat and fair upon his back. “Great—great work!” cried the spectators. Merriwell was up, cool and unruffled. Fillmore longed to leap out and deal Frank a blow. “No use!” he thought despairingly. “No use! The miserable Jap can’t do it!” Hashi’s smile clung, but it had lost its confidence and self-assurance. “The honorable gentleman has the way in which to mix wrestling and jujutsu,” he said, as he rose. “In this excellent manner he is using two arts against one. It is not an eminently fair test of one competent style against another.” “Ha! ha! ha!” laughed Spaulding. “He confesses himself beaten!” “I beg the august gentleman’s respectful pardon,” said the yellow man. “I was humbly seeking to elucidate why I have the unfortunate success encountered.” Then he again stepped toward Merry. “Why, he’s the kind that never gets enough!” exclaimed Raymond Harrow. “What do you think about your Japanese wizard, Fillmore?” asked one of the witnesses. Fred attempted to answer, but his voice was husky and his words choked in his throat. One more lightning trick did Hashi attempt. He did it without apparent preparation or thought, hoping this change of method might take Frank off his guard. Frank baffled the attempt, seeming to read the Jap’s very thoughts. He went in for another wrestling hold, but Hashi slipped away. The Jap tried to work Frank’s movement by securing a hold that would turn it against Merry; but this trial again brought about his undoing. Merry secured a hold and hurled Hashi over his head. The Jap fell sprawling on the mat, sat up, rose quickly, bowed low and confessed: “One art against two is not sufficient. The wrestler alone I will humbly undertake to defeat; but the wrestler who has also the accomplishment of jujutsu is indeed too much.” Fillmore’s scheme had failed. Now Frank turned on the rascal. “Next time you hire a tool to break my leg he’ll not escape as easily as this one has,” he said. “What do you mean?” snarled Fred, his face pale. “I mean what you heard me say. I was warned. You thought I had been led blindly into the trap. Fellow, you had better have a care! If you annoy me further I’ll not bother with your tools, but I’ll reach for the fountain head of the trouble. That is all I have to say.” “You’re crazy!” sneered Fillmore.