Frank kicked his feet free, for the treacherous cord proved weaker than Joey had believed possible. He stumbled to his feet and started to run in the direction of the now advancing boys, whose astonished shouts attested to their interest.
Heavy steps behind him told Frank that he was being pursued by the furious men. He ran as best he could, considering that his hands were still tied, and that he was lame in one leg. Faster came the tread of those pursuing steps. Frank tried to duck as he had done before, but being far from agile he stumbled and fell.
CHAPTER XVIII
TIT FOR TAT
"Keep back, there!"
"Hands off our chum!"
"HANDS OFF OUR CHUM!"