He saw Bemis fall back with a roar of awful pain. In that fleeting glimpse, it looked to Ralph as if Mort's face had been flattened out from ear to ear. His nose seemed to have disappeared. In its place was a vague red blotch of color.
Bemis fell flat backwards, his head striking a chair and smashing off its arm.
"You next!" shouted a terrible voice.
Ike Slump had already dropped Ralph's hand. With a sharp cry of alarm he tried to dodge back.
Again that great fist swung forward. Ralph turned pale, and he felt his flesh creep.
As he looked, he saw Ike Slump reeling. There was a ghostly grin on his face. His whole lower row of teeth was gone.
"I said I'd do it," spoke Ralph's rescuer and the assailant of his enemies, "and I've kept my word."
Young Slavin proceeded to liberate Ralph from the ropes that bound him.
