did so his right hand accidentally descended upon the German's face.

Stubbs was as greatly surprised as was his opponent, but the latter
became furiously angry.

"Hit me, will you!" he cried.

"I didn't do it on purpose!" exclaimed Stubbs, greatly alarmed by the
anger of the German.

Quickly he rolled over again, once more escaping by a hair's breadth a
heavy blow of the German's fist. Then he arose quickly and started to
run; but the German was close behind him.

Realizing that he could not possibly outrun his opponent, Stubbs turned
suddenly and dived at the German's legs, crying out as he did so:

"Help! Help! Anthony, you will be killed."

His sudden maneuver had taken the German by surprise, and again the two
rolled over and over upon the ground in a tangled heap.

In some unaccountable manner Stubbs was the first to extricate himself,
and, absolutely certain that his adversary meant to kill him, he rolled
over quickly and sat upon his enemy's breast.

In vain did the German attempt to shake himself free. Stubbs, still
crying for help and moaning to himself, was as immovable as the Rock of
Gibraltar.