"Ask any one, and they'll tell you that Dolph Gage never overlooks
a pounding such as I've had."
"And you got it from the boy that you were going to teach something,"
jeered Hazelton, "Gage, you know a little more about Tom Reade, now,
don't your?"
Then Harry straightened up, as he caught sight of moving objects
in the distance.
"Get through with him, Tom" advised the other young engineer.
"I see Eb and Josh coming on the run. They'll have the guns.
We've got to look out for ourselves."
Tom flung the badly beaten man from him where he lay on the ground
moaning over his hurts and vowing vengeance on Tom.
"Stand still, Harry, and I'll have you free in a jiffy," Tom
proposed, hauling out his pocket knife.
"It won't do for us to stand still too long," urged Hazelton,
as his chum began to slash at the cords. "The other scoundrels
will kill us when they see what's been going on here."
"No, they won't," Tom promised calmly. "We'll take care of 'em
both. You wait and see which one I take.
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