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ew assault. Snarling and growling like a mad dog, the man scrambled up and lunged toward the boy, trying to grasp him. Frank was a skillful boxer, and now his skill came into play, for he dodged under the man's right arm, whirled like a cat, and struck the fellow behind the ear. Spat! sounded the blow, sending the assailant staggering, and Frank followed it up by leaping after him and striking him again, the second blow having the force of the lad's strength and the weight of his body. It seemed that the man was literally knocked "spinning," and he did not stop till he landed in the creek. "Wal," exclaimed the girl, "I 'low you kin take keer o' yerself now!" "I rather think so," came coolly from the boy. "He caught me foul, and I did not have a show at first." "Look out fer his gun." "I will. Who is he?" "Wade Miller." Frank whistled. It was a case of jealousy, and he had aroused the worst passions of the man who admired Kate Kenyon. Miller came scrambling and snorting from the water, and Barney Mulloy rushed toward the spot, crying: "Pwhat's th' row, Frankie, me b'y? Do ye nade inny av me hilp?" "I think not. So far, I am all right, thanks to Miss Kenyon." "An' you kin fight!" breathed the mountain maid, in sincere admiration. "I didn't s'pose city chaps knowed how ter fight." "Some do," laughed Frank, keeping his eyes on Miller. "I'll have his life!" panted the man, springing toward Frank, and then halting suddenly, and throwing up his hand. "Look out!" screamed the girl. "He's got a pistol!" Frank knew this well enough, and he was expecting just such a move, so it happened that the words had scarcely left the girl's lips when the revolver was sent flying from Wade Miller's hand. The boy had leaped forward, and, with one skillful kick, disarmed his foe by knocking the weapon out of his hand. Miller seemed dazed for a moment, and then he started for Frank, once more grinding his teeth. "Oh, let me take a hand in this!" cried Barney Mulloy, who was eager for a fight. "Me blud is gittin' shtagnant." "Keep away!" ordered Frank. "I can look out for myself." "I'll kill ye! I'll kill ye!" snarled the infuriated man. "Well, you have tried that trick twice, but I do not see that you have succeeded to any great extent." "I'll hammer yer life out o' yer carcass with my bare hands!" "Possibly that will not be such a very easy trick to do." The boy's coolness seemed to add
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