“Am I? Take me up and see.”
“I won’t bother with you, you greenhorn.”
“Because you are a braggart and nothing else,” retorted Leo, stung by the insolent acrobat’s manner.
With a cry of rage, Jack Snipper leaped toward the boy, picking up a heavy Indian club as he did so.
CHAPTER VI.—LEO ASSERTS HIS RIGHTS.
At once a crowd of performers surrounded the pair. Very few of them liked Jack Snipper, and they wondered what Leo would do should the gymnast attack the boy.
“Call me a braggart, will you!” roared Snipper.
“Don’t you dare to touch me with that club!” replied Leo calmly.
“I’ll teach you a lesson!”
And, swinging the Indian club over his head, Jack Snipper made a savage blow at the young gymnast.