Dot clung to Tess's shoulders and screamed. There was really nothing else for her to do.
Sammy had grabbed at the goat's horns and was promptly overthrown. They left him roaring on his back upon the brick walk, while the goat tore on, dragging the bumping wagon behind him.
Billy Bumps had not earned his name without reason. Having taken aim at the bulldog jumping up and down against the trunk of the pear tree, nothing but a solid wall could have stopped him.
There was a crash as one forward wheel of the cart went over a stone. Out toppled Tess and Dot upon the soft earth.
Billy Bumps went on and collided with Jock, much to that animal's surprise and pain. The bulldog uttered a single yelp as the goat got him between his hard horns and the treetrunk.
"You stop that, Billy!" roared Sam, struggling to his feet. "Let my dog alone."
But Jock was not likely to give the goat a second chance. He limped away, growling and showing his teeth, while Billy Bumps tried to free himself of the harness so as to give pursuit.
"Don't you hurt Billy!" Tess screamed at Sam, getting to her feet and helping Dot to rise.
"I'd like to knock him!" cried Sam.
"You ought to keep your dog out of our yard!" declared Tess. Dot was crying a little and the older girl was really angry.