There was terrific steam in that last punch and the head of the man who had received it might well be buzzing yet.
Dick then moved in with confidence, but a lightning blow crashed through his guard, caught him on the chin and sent him to earth.

He rose, though still half-stunned, and saw that the confident, taunting look had returned to Woodville's face.

Fortunate now for Dick that the pure blood of great woods rangers flowed in his veins, and that he had inherited from them too an iron frame.

His chin was cut and he had seen a thousand stars.

But his eyes cleared and steadily he faced his foe.
"Do I go with you to your colonel ?" asked Woodville, ironically.
"You do," replied Dick firmly.
He looked his enemy steadily in the eye again, and he felt a great sense of triumph.