Freed from restraint Stacy's horse darted into the brake. There were now two horseless boys.
It was Tad to the rescue, firing, kicking, slashing with the bush-knife. Two of the bear hounds leaped into the rescue work with him.
"Are you hurt?" cried Tad.
"I-I don't know," replied Stacy, breathing hard.
"Get up and fight, or we're goners!