"Ho! ho! Hear the kid talk! Go away, before I maul ye!" And Bill Hosker brandished his club.
But our hero was not to be daunted thus readily, and looking around he espied a stick and picked it up. Then he advanced upon Bill Hosker, who promptly leaped to the top of a big packing case. The next instant he came down upon Randy, bearing him to the ground. Our hero tried to defend himself, but it was useless. He was crushed beneath that heavy weight, and then the rascal gave him a crack on the head that stretched him senseless.
CHAPTER XVI
IN NEW YORK CITY
"Will he live, mamma?"
"I think so, Rose. But he has been badly misused."
"Bill Hosker ought to be locked up for it."
"Nobody will lock Bill up. He has too much influence with the politicians," answered the woman.
She was bending over Randy, who was still unconscious. Mother and daughter had carried our hero from the yard to their room in the rear of the tenement. Nobody else had been around. The girl had witnessed Bill Hosker's nefarious deed and had at once summoned her parent.