"You shut up about ghosts!" cried Ham, shaking his fist in Snap's
face.
"Say, Ham, let us give 'em a dressing down before we leave," whispered
Carl Dudder. He looked around the dock. "Nobody here but ourselves."
"That's the talk," put in another of the Spink crowd. "They deserve
it for trying to crow over us."
Shep and Snap heard the talk and looked at each other. They endeavored
to back away in the direction of the street, but before they could
accomplish this the entire Spink crowd threw down their guns, rods
and bundles and advanced upon them.
"Keep back!" cried the doctor's son.
"If you hit us you'll take the consequences!" added Snap.
An instant later Ham Spink and his cohorts closed in. Snap and Shep
were caught, front and back, and several blows were quickly exchanged.
It was an uneven contest, and the doctor's son and his chum might
have fared badly had not a sudden cry rang out:
"Look at that, Giant! They are trying to maul Snap and Shep!" The
cry came from Whopper.
"Let up there!" added Will Caslette. And then, as small as he was,
he ran out on the dock and toward the center of the melee.
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