“Yes, come on,” added Snaith. “Get out of the way, Ranger, if you don’t want to get bumped.”
“You let Williams go!” demanded Jack, still barring the way.
“We’ll not! Stand aside or I’ll hit you!” snapped Snaith.
He and his cronies again picked Williams up, and were advancing with him toward the lake. Snaith had one hand free, and as he approached Jack, who had not moved, the bully struck out at him. The blow landed lightly on Jack’s chest, but the next instant his fist shot out, catching Snaith under the ear, and the bully suddenly toppled over backward, measuring his length on the ground.
“JACK’S FIST SHOT OUT, CATCHING SNAITH UNDER THE EAR.”
He was up again in a second, however, and spluttered out:
“Wha—what do you mean? I’ll fix you for this! I’ll make you pay for that, Jack Ranger!”
“Whenever you like,” replied Jack coolly, as he stood waiting the attack.