The club landed over his shoulder and neck and he was more than half stunned.
“Come!” he heard Peters whisper to Crosby, and then all became a confused whirl and he pitched forward in the grass.
The two rascals ran out into the road.
“That for you, Harry Parker!” yelled Si Peters, and struck Harry in the knee with the club.
In the meantime Wash Crosby sprang half into the carriage.
He made a grab at Harry’s gold watch chain.
The chain broke from the buttonhole and along with it came Harry’s beautiful timepiece.
“I’ll keep this to remember you by!” cried Wash Crosby in derision, and away he sped across the highway and down a side road, with Si Peters at his heels.
