"I'll choke you!" Danny cried, hurling himself on Stubbs and gripping him by the throat.
"Stop it!" commanded Bruce, as they struggled on the grass. "If you don't, we'll fire you out of the crowd."
Jack Diamond did the best shooting this time, cleanly killing both birds. Merriwell and others struck both birds, but Diamond made the cleanest kill. Danny ambled out again with his repeater, and this time brought down a bird.
"Talk about easy things!" he spouted, thrusting out his chest as he pranced back.
"That's right!" howled Bink. "You're the easiest thing on the planet. That bird was broken and all ready to fall to pieces when it left the trap. I paid the boy to fix it for you."
"You're another!" Danny declared. "I hit that bird fair and square. See if you can do better."
"I'm going to hit both!" Bink declared, and for a wonder he did.
"Take me home to mommer!" squealed Danny.
"Talk about shooting!" exclaimed Bink, sticking his hat on the back of his head. "What's the matter with that, eh?"
"Oh, you're a wonder!" exclaimed Danny. "Accidents are bound to happen sometimes, you know."