In a flash Freckles was on him.

For a time McLean could not see what was happening.

"Go! Go to him now!" he commanded himself, but so intense was his desire to see the boy win alone that he did not stir.
At last Freckles sprang up and backed away.

"Time!" he yelled as a fury.
"Be getting up, Mr.Wessner, and don't be afraid of hurting me.

I'll let you throw in an extra hand and lick you to me complate satisfaction all the same.