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As the felloent to the floor the second time Jack was struck heavily on the side of his face and knocked from his feet upon the body of the Cornishman Even as he fell Kilmeny knew that Trefoyle had broken faith He rolled over quickly, so that the latter, throwing himself heavily on top of hiripped the young ed his around Trefoyle to turn over He heard a groan and guessed the reason The hter the man above him, moved slowly up and down those of his foe With a cry of pain the Cornishs were ripped froh to calf and blood streamed down the limb The sharp rowels of Kilmeny's spurs had sunk into the flesh and saved their owner

Jack staggered to his feet half dazed Peale was slowly rising, hisman The instinct of self-preservation sent the latter across the room to a pile of steel drills As the two ht up one of the heavy bars, and thrust with a short-arm movement for Trefoyle's head The

Kilht it out with Peale They ht have been compared to a rapier and a two-handed broadsword Jack was hter, one who could give as well as take Once Peale cornered hi his ribs with a terrific bear hug It would have been worth a dozen lessons froht hiiant's ar blows of the Cornishman landed heavily from time to time, but his opponent's elbow or forearhter man was slippery as an eel, as hard to hit as a Corbett Meanwhile, he was cutting his foe to ribbons, slashing at him with swift drives that carried the full force of one hundred seventy-five pounds, sending ho blows to the body that played theminer's face was a projection map heals for mountains and with rivers represented by red trickles of blood

Quartering round the roo and desperate, stooped for one of them As he rose unsteadily Kilely the swollen upturned face with short arm jolts until the fellow relaxed his hold with a moan