With a sneer Shan Rhue rushed at Ted. This time he would annihilate him.
But Ted was crouching, awaiting him. His muscles were like steel
springs. His breath had come to him again, and he was ready to fight for
his life, for it had come to that now. Suddenly there was a smack, sharp
and clear in the silence that hung over the crowd.
Shan Rhue staggered back on his heels. The blow from Ted's fist had
struck him fairly below the eye. Before he could recover Ted was upon
him like a panther.
One, two, three, blows fell with a sharp, sickening sound upon the face
and throat of the famous Shan Rhue, as he lurched backward, vainly
trying to defend himself.
His body went to the earth with a crash, and he lay there moaning and
quivering, beaten, discredited, and no more the hero, for he had been
conquered by a boy.
CHAPTER XXIX.
KIT MAKES A CAPTURE.
Shan Rhue lay prostrate for a long time, but no one went to his
assistance. As he fell the gamblers raised a shout, and made a motion to
attack Ted.
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