But presently the bully sat up and passed his hand over his eyes. With a
roar of pain and rage he sprang to his feet and looked around.
The nearest person to him was the leader of the broncho boys, who stood
on the edge of the crowd, alert and smiling. Ted knew that it meant
fight now.
He was convinced that Ben was in the right, but right or wrong, Ben had
started it, and it was now up to the broncho boys to see that their side
did not get the worst of it.
Realizing that Ted was an enemy, Shan Rhue made a rush at him. Those
beside Ted turned and ran. But Ted did not move. He only stood a little
tenser.
It took but a moment for the bully to cross the distance that lay
between him and Ted. His rush was like that of a bull, and as
irresistible. But Ted did not propose to take the brunt of it. He knew
several tricks better than that.
As Rhue was about to launch himself upon Ted, the latter stepped lightly
aside. So sure was Rhue of landing on Ted and bearing him to the ground
that he had leaped into the air, and, finding nothing to stop his
progress, was overbalanced.
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