Frank
came with him, and each caught one of the Spink faction by the arm
and swung him backward.
"Good! Here are the others!" panted Shep. "Give it to 'em, fellows;
they started it!"
The arrival of the pair somewhat disconcerted the Spink crowd, and
they stopped fighting. They were still six to four, but to handle
four was only half as easy as to handle two. The others looked
inquiringly at their leader.
"Give it to 'em!" muttered Ham; but even as he spoke he edged to the
upper end of the dock, past Giant and Whopper.
"Give it to 'em yourself," murmured a follower who had received a
blow in the eye. "I guess I won't fight any more to-day."
As quickly as it could be done, Whopper and Giant ranged alongside
of Snap and the doctor's son. They gazed defiantly at the crowd that
confronted them. For a brief spell there was an ominous silence.
"Say, did we come here to fight or to start on our outing?" asked
a lad of the Spink crowd. He was tall and thin, and evidently very
nervous. He was a newcomer in the town and knew but little about
the quarrels of bygone days.
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