in some alarm, as his irresponsible visitor rounded the structure, bent on forcing an entrance. "Hey, stop! Don't go in there."
Slavin had reached the lower door of the tower room.
"I tell you to stop!" cried Ralph strenuously. "There's a wild beast in there—the tiger that escaped from the circus."
"You can't bluff me," retorted Young Slavin, making a determined lurch through the doorway.
Ralph ran to a window sill and seized a long iron wrench lying there. He was really alarmed for the safety of his would-be visitor.
At all odds, he felt it his duty to save even an acknowledged enemy from a foolhardy fate.
Ralph got to the trap, and started to descend the ladder.
A curdling yell rang out from below, and Ralph saw tiger and pugilist whirling together in a maze of wild confusion.
