“You’re a smart ’un!” he said. “I didn’t think you had it in you, I didn’t by gum. But there’s one thing I can beat you in—and that’s shootin’.”
CHAPTER XX.
HITTING THE BULL’S-EYE.
“I have no doubt of it—you can beat me at shooting,” said the Englishman. “I can aim pretty fairly, but I don’t believe I can equal you.”
“Let us try!” proposed Ben eagerly.
“Very well,” rejoined Brooke, “if you’ll lend me a rifle. Mine is not a good one.”
“All right; I’ll lend you mine,” said Ben.
A board was placed in position, and with a piece of chalk a circular disc was roughly outlined with a bull’s-eye in the center.
“Now,” said Ben, handing his weapon to Noel Brooke, “lemme see what you can do!”