As has
been said, Roy could hit a powerful blow.
CHAPTER XXVII.
DELIVERANCE.
The next minute all was wild confusion. The boys found themselves on the
ground, being scratched and bitten and kicked by men and women alike.
They did not have a chance against this horde of half savage wanderers.
At length beaten and bruised they were tied with ropes and thrown into
one of the tents and a man set to guard it.
All day they lay there without anything to eat or drink and no one to
come near them except that occasionally a tangled head would be thrust
in to hurl some taunt at them.
Darkness fell and they still lay there, suffering terrible pain from
their wounds and bonds.
"This is the uttermost limit," declared Roy, in a low tone; "we're in
the worst fix we ever got into this time."
"We certainly are. What a bit of bad luck that the rascal Beppo came up
when he did! That other gipsy had no idea who we were."
"Well, I had the satisfaction of giving Master Beppo a good black eye,"
muttered Roy.
"Yes; that was a peach.
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