"You'll be done for long before
they can get here."
"I'll have you killed when they get here with the guns!" cried
Gage hoarsely.
Tom continued to punish his opponent. Then Dolph, on regaining
his feet, sought to run. Tom let him go a few steps, then bounded
after him with the speed of the sprinter. Gage was caught by
the shoulders, swung squarely around, and soundly pummelled.
"Let up! Let up!" begged Gage. "I'm beaten. I admit it."
"Beaten, perhaps, but not punished enough," retorted Tom. As
Dolph would no longer stand up, Reade threw himself upon the fellow
and pummelled him fearfully.
"This is no fair fight," protested Gage, now fairly sobbing in his
pain and terror, for good-humored Reade seemed to him now to be the
impersonation of destroying, fury.
"Fair fight?" echoed Reade. "Of course it isn't. This is a
chastisement. You villain, you've done nothing but annoy us and
shoot at us ever since we've met you. You've got to stop it after
this; do you understand?"
"I'll stop it---I'll stop it.
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