CHAPTER 34WHAT SHAME DID
The enraged voice of Tom Willow burst out, “Here he’s lyin’ stretched out, findin’ even breathin’ hard—and you ask him out there to fight with ye, Stacey?—The hound that you are!”
“Are you laid out as flat as that, Barry?” asked Stacey, gently.
“If you think I am,” replied Litton, “try dropping in, Stacey!”
“Think it over, my lad,” said Stacey. “I don’t know what makes me give you the chance, Barry. I could smash the house to bits, and you along with it, by setting some of those bowlders rolling. The boys have ’em ready to turn loose, too. But I’m giving you the chance to stand out here and take a fair shot at me. Will you do it, Barry? Are you able to stand and shoot?”
“I’m able to shoot,” said Litton. “I’ll soon see if I can stand!”
He pushed himself to a s
