With a yell like that of a mad bull he came leaping on, and sprang right in among them.
Quakers are not allowed to use guns and pistols, so Phineas had been standing back while George shot.

Now he sprang forward.

As Tom Loker landed in the middle of them, he gave him a great push, saying, 'Friend, thee isn't wanted here.' Down fell Tom Loker, down, down the steep side of the rock.

He crashed and crackled among trees, bushes, logs, loose stones, till he lay bruised and groaning far below.

The fall might have killed him, had it not been broken by his clothes catching on the branches of a large tree.
Cruel people are, very often, cowardly too.