did. Instead, though, of attempting to get upon his feet, he remained

as he was for a moment, staring in amazement at the sight which met his eyes.

Poke, as it happened, had been catapulted into a tableau, so to speak, in which Zorn and Hagle figured. Apparently, the noisy approach of the Saracen had interrupted Zorn in the process of disciplining the smaller boy; for he still held Hagle by the collar, while with his victim he gazed spellbound at the picture presented by Poke in the rôle of the human projectile.