"Don't lose your head." Tom and Peg were still at it, the foreman growing more and more ferocious as the moments passed and knowing that he had the Overlander at a disadvantage, for Tom was fighting with his fists only, while Peg was using his stick and his wooden leg, and it were difficult for any person, no matter how skillful a boxer he might be, to get under those two dangerous guards.

Once Tom succeeded in doing so.

His blow knocked the foreman down, but Peg rolled away and was on his feet again with remarkable quickness, and went at his adversary determined to brain him.
"Ready, girls!" called Hippy.
"They are going to rush us," warned Grace.

"When I say 'Clubs!' you girls grab sticks, keep together, and stand your ground.

Don't run at them." Each Overland girl carried an automatic revolver, and there were rifles within easy reach, but it was not their intention to use either, unless the necessity to do so became imperative.