The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the CzarHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the Czar
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Baltic Sea -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations -- Juvenile fiction
"Smack!"
Another to the sore nose.
And so it continued, Jack counting the blows aloud.
"Sixteen," he said quietly, as he drove an extra-vicious left jolt to
the man's swollen right eye.
"Seventeen!" and he closed the right optic with his right.
"Eighteen!" and Surgoff staggered weakly from the effect of a blow to
the nose.
"Nineteen!" cried Jack, as he brought the man forward with an
extra-violent blow to the stomach.
Then, the man absolutely at his mercy. Jack dropped his right arm low
and swung from the shoulder. Straight and true went the blow and caught
Surgoff squarely upon the point of the chin.
"Twenty!" said Jack quietly.
He turned toward where Frank was standing; and thus did not see Surgoff
sink weakly to one knee and then tumble to the ground face downward.
"Well, I've evened up my score," said Jack to General Burgoff.
"And you have done it handsomely," was the reply. "By the Czar! this
fighting with fists must be a great game. I had no idea a man could do a
foe such injury."
"Well, I suppose I could have done it a bit quicker," said Jack. "But I
didn't want to put him out too suddenly. It would have been too
merciful, and I cannot see that a man like him is entitled to mercy.
Still, I flatter myself I did an artistic job."
"You did," agreed the general.
Jack now glanced toward his fallen foe, who was returning to
consciousness.
Slowly Surgoff raised himself upon his elbow; then struggled to his
knees and at last to his feet. Not a hand was extended to help him.
Seeing Jack standing some distance away, eyeing him, Surgoff raised a
fist and shook it at the lad as hard as his feebleness would permit.
"You shall pay for this," he exclaimed in a hoarse voice. "You shall
answer to me some day. If I ever get you in my power, you will rue this
day's work."
Jack smiled scornfully.
"I shall make it a point never to fall into your power," he said
quietly.
He turned his back upon the Russian.
Now General Burgoff advanced and glared at the vanquished Russian
officer.
"Go to your quarters at once, sir!" he commanded. "You are under
arrest."
Without a word, General Surgoff turned on his heel and made his way
slowly to his own quarters.
"What are you going to do with him, sir?" asked Jack.
"Take him before the Czar," was the reply.
"But why trouble His Majesty?" said Jack. "Surely he has been punished
enough. Why not let him go?"
"By the Czar!" exclaimed General Burgoff again. "So you are so
forgiving, eh? Now, were I in your place, I could wish nothing better
than to see him hanged."
"I don't want to see any man hanged, sir," returned Jack decidedly.
"Well, that's the difference between an Englishman and a Russian," said
the general. "However, you are the fellow who has suffered. I shall do
as you suggest."
"Then, sir, simply deprive him of his rank and let him go."
The general threw wide his arms.
"It shall be done," he said.
He summoned his orderly.
"Have General Surgoff brought back here," he commanded.
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