Tom was soon panting as he fought, for his opponent was heavier, taller
and altogether out of the youth's fistic class.

"If I can only reach his wind once, and topple him over!" thought Reade.

A blow aimed at his jaw he failed to block. The impact sent the young
engineer half staggering. Another blow, and Tom dropped, knocked out.

At that very instant a street door near by opened noiselessly.

"I've got him," leered the bully, bending over the senseless form of Tom
Reade.

"Bring him in!" ordered a voice behind the open doorway.




CHAPTER XIII

TOM HEARS THE PROGRAM


Throwing his arms around Tom, the bully lifted him and bore him inside,
dropping him on the floor in the dark.

"He's some tough fighter," muttered Tom's assailant. "I didn't know but
he'd get me."