The mustang reared, snorting, plunging to get loose.

Then Jack Belllounds showed the sudden temper for which he was noted.

Red stained his pale cheeks.
"Damn you--come down!" he shouted, infuriated at the mustang, and with both hands he gave a powerful lunge.

Spottie came down, and stood there, trembling all over, his ears laid back, his eyes showing fright and pain.

Blood dripped from his mouth where the bit had cut him.
"I'll teach you to stand," said Belllounds, darkly.