This way out of camp!" Evarts swung suddenly, driving a fist straight at Reade's face.

But the young chief engineer was always alert at such times.

One of his feet moved in between Evarts's feet, and the ex-foreman flopped down on his back.
"Come on, now!" commanded Tom, jerking the fallen foe to his feet.

"This time you'll hurry out of camp." "Are you going to stand for it, men ?" yelled Evarts, his face aflame with anger.

"Come on---all of you! Show that you're not a pack of cowards and slaves!" From more than a hundred throats came an ominous yell.