Quick as a flash Jay parried the thrust with his left and shot over a powerful right hand swing—the kind he had planted on the rioters. It caught the bully flush on the point of the jaw—a clean smash that sent him sprawling on the floor. His honor requited, Jay stepped back to survey the damage he had done.
Half dazed from the punch and muttering to himself, the bully struggled to his feet and picked up his hat.
"All right, smarty; I'll get you sometime alone when your crowd ain't with you," he stuttered and edged away sheepishly.
It had happened so quickly Dick and Larry hardly knew what it was all about. Jay explained the circumstances.
"Serves him right," said Dick. "The world is full of fellows nowadays who think they can ride roughshod over everybody. They need to be put in their places and realize that human rights belong to all the people instead of a few."
The incident was soon forgotten in the planning for the morrow.