Skidoo! You're not pretty to look at."
Ted turned his back upon the defeated bully, but Stella did not, and had
Shan Rhue made a motion toward his gun there would have been one with a
pearl handle and trimmed with silver in commission in an instant.
With a long, malignant look after Ted, the bully turned and hobbled
slowly from the fair grounds.
"I'm going to start on the trail of Norris," said Ted. "Want to come
along, Stella?"
"You bet I do," said the girl. "Wait till I catch my pony."
"Ben, you and Bud ride through the town and see if you can't get on to
the movements of that old rip Norris, also, and look out for Kit. If we
don't get Norris, and make him give up that magpie pony, our work has
not been half done. As long as we have won out all around, we might as
well have the fruits of our victory," said Ted.
"What'll we do to ther coyote?" asked Bud.
"Part his coat tails and give him a good, swift kick," answered Ted.
"But don't get into any fights with these town gamblers. We can't afford
anything of that sort, you know.
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