The fellow brought his riding whip down sharply on the chauffeur's shoulders, inflicting a stinging blow.
Instantly little Wampus straightened up, grasped Tobey by the leg and with a swift, skillful motion jerked him from his horse.

The man started to draw his revolver, but in an instant he and Wampus were rolling together upon the ground and the Canadian presently came uppermost and held his antagonist firmly between his knees.

Then with deliberation he raised his clinched fist and thrust it forcibly against Mr.Tobey's eye, repeating the impact upon his nose, his chin and his cheek in a succession of jarring thumps that were delivered with scientific precision.

Algy fairly howled, kicking and struggling to be free.

None of his comrades offered to interfere and it seemed they were grimly enjoying the punishment that was being; inflicted upon their leader.
When Wampus had quite finished his work he arose, adjusted his disarranged collar and tie and proceeded to crank the engines.