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Ted took heart at this, although his body was racked with pains, caused by the innumerable wrenchings to which it had been subjected. Suddenly Shan Rhue was all in. His body flattened out upon the ground, and he lay there panting laboriously. Ted sprang to his feet gasping. Thus for a few minutes both remained, amid intense silence from the crowd. Shan Rhue's body was heaving painfully.
The blow from Ted's fist had struck him fairly below the eye. Before he could recover Ted was upon him like a panther. One, two, three, blows fell with a sharp, sickening sound upon the face and throat of the famous Shan Rhue, as he lurched backward, vainly trying to defend himself.
Quhen the cup is fullest, bear it evenest. Qhuen thieves reckons, leal men comes to their geir. Ryme spares no man. Ruse the fair day at even. Rhue and time, grows both in ane garden. Reason band the man. Rome was not bigged on the first Day. Racklesse youth makes a goustie Age. Reavers should not be rewers. Rule youth well, and eild will rule it fell. Ruse the Ford, as ye find it.
By the merest chance he had secured the only hold by which he could hope to stick to the giant's back. Then the fun began. Shan Rhue plunged back and forth, sideways and up and down. The movement was incessant. He reared and pitched, and, having cunning and intelligence, he was able to distinguish when Ted's seat was least secure and take advantage of it.
Shan Rhue had been badly shaken up by the jolt that had been his when he struck the ground. For several moments he did not stir, and Ted thought he had been knocked out. Many of the men in the crowd knew things about Shan Rhue which Ted did not. Rhue was considered the strongest man in the Southwest at that time.
Had this stripling accomplished what older and stronger men had failed in? Shan Rhue could hardly believe it, but it took some of the conceit out of him at that. However, his anger at Ted had not been in the least assuaged by the fact that the first honors had gone to this youth who now stood watching him with a smile on his lips, but with the light of battle in his eyes.
"You speak for fair. Kit's not much on size, but he's a whirlwind." Shan Rhue was slowly getting on his feet. His broad, brutal face was badly discolored where Ted's fists had come in contact with it. One of his eyes was bloodshot and rapidly taking on a green-and-purple hue, and his upper lip stuck out like an overhanging roof.
"That's so," answered Ted. "I don't see him." He scanned the hole carefully, but Shan Rhue was not there. "Is there any secret passage by which he might escape?" asked Ted. "Do you see that little shelter of canvas over against the wall?" said Stella. Ted nodded. "I believe there is a way out there known only to Shan Rhue. That is where he slept," she continued. "Then he has escaped by it.
But there is one sure thing, you'll not get old Norris from me until you kill me. That's a cinch." "You're a game kid, all right," said Shan Rhue, "but you're committing suicide with that kind o' talk. I didn't lose so much myself, an' I ain't got nothin' agin' the ole man; it's you I'm after " "Why didn't you come alone if you wanted me? Was it necessary for you to bring a whole posse with you?"
But he could not fasten anything on the man whom he had come to regard as his greatest enemy, and whom he knew hated him. Whenever he sought Shan Rhue, he was always to be found at his haunts. Tired of the inaction, Ted met Shan Rhue on the street one day, and resolved to have it out with him. "Shan Rhue, I want to speak with you," said Ted, stopping him.
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