"So that's your game; is it?" he cried.
Even then Len might have gotten out of it, only he did not. He aimed a wild blow at Dave, and then the fight was on.
Len was no match for Dave in skill. The young cowboy easily dodged the blows aimed at him, and for a moment, he refrained from hitting Len hard. Then, as he saw Len again look about for a stone, Dave struck him so hard that the bully toppled over.
"It's no more than you deserve!" Dave exclaimed.
Len got up, and with a cry rushed at his opponent. Again, Dave sent him down.
But I am not going to give you all the details of that fight which was soon over. Len, bruised and sore, cried out that he had had enough.
"That'll teach you to behave after this, I guess," said Dave, as he moved over toward his horse.
Len did not answer for a moment. He, too, approached his steed. And when he was mounted he cast a look full of anger and hate at Dave, and said:
"You wait! I'll get even with you yet!"
It was the usual retort of a sneak and coward.