The soldiers and police had joined forces, and once more a dozen men clutched him, spilling over him like football players in a scrimmage.

He was knocked from his feet by the impact.
"Coming!" shouted Harrigan.
He raced with long strides, head lowered and back bowed until his long arms nearly swept the ground.

Gathering impetus at every stride, he crushed into the floundering heap of arms and legs.

The police sergeant rose and whirled with lifted club.

Harrigan grunted with joy as he dug his left into the man's midsection.