But the acrobatic youth came back at him in double-quick order, and Ritter received a blow in the chin that bowled him over into the arms of Nick Paxton.

As he went over his eyes closed, and then he slid in a heap to the ground.
"A knockout for Snow!" "Say, that was a smashing blow!" "It served Ritter right; he kicked Andy when he was down." "Yes, and he hit him before he was ready." Paxton, Coulter and several others gathered around the fallen bully and rubbed his face with some snow.

In a few minutes he opened his eyes and stared around.
"Don't--don't hit me again!" he mumbled, between his bleeding teeth.
"Have you had enough ?" demanded Andy.

"If you haven't, stand up and get some more." "Don't--don't hit me again!" "Then you have had enough ?" "I'll--I'll meet you another time." "No, you won't, Ritter, you'll meet me now." "That's the talk!" cried several.

"Finish the fight." "I don't want to fight any more," answered the bully, and his words came in almost a whine.
"Then you have had enough?
Yes or no ?" "I've--I've had enough," said Ritter, in a low tone.
"Very well; see that you remember this lesson," declared Andy, and then turned on his heel and walked towards the Hall, followed by a dozen of his admirers.
"Andy, it was great, the way you jumped on him!" declared Pepper.
"It was only a little acrobatic stunt," declared Andy.