"Three straight falls settle it."
"The first one don't count," growled Bob. "He sneaked in on me and I
had no show."
"He's right, Tom," said Quincy. "We'll have one more after this if he
wants it."
This time Bob profited by having observed his antagonist's tactics.
He caught Quincy around the body and tried to crush him with his
brawny, muscular arms.
Tom gave a cry of alarm and came close to the wrestlers.
"Keep back, Tom," cried Quincy. As he spoke he fell backwards,
carrying Bob with him, who gave a yell of exultation as Quincy's
shoulders struck the ground. His hold was relaxed while falling.
Quincy doubled his legs up, put both feet against Bob's stomach, gave
him a violent kick, and Bob was once more upon his back.
"'Twarn't fair," he yelled. "I had him down first."
"We weren't playing for points," said Quincy, "and everything's fair
in rough and tumble. If you want some more, I'm ready."
Bob stood sullenly, but made no move forward.
"Now, let's talk it over," said Tom. "Do you think this young lady or
my friend lied to you? Before you answer, just remember this is my
fight now, and unless you take back the lie and apologize for what
you said and did to this young lady, I'll thrash you so they'll have
to send a wagon to carry you home."
Bob did not speak.
"Quincy," said Tom, "you go along with the young lady, and I'll
settle my account after you're gone.
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