His assailant, no longer supported, rolled to the ground with Oscar on top of him, and the freed horse galloped away toward the stable. A rough and tumble fight now followed. The Servian fired without pausing for aim, the shot ringing out sharply through the wood. Then Oscar discharged his revolver three times in dance moms afg succession, and while the discharges were still keen on the air he drew quickly back to a clump of underbrush, and crept away a dozen yards to dance moms afg events. The Servian, with his eyes fixed upon the tree behind which dance moms afg adversary had sought shelter, grew anxious, and thrust his head forward warily. Then he heard a sound as of some one running through the wood to the left and behind him, but still the man he had grappled on the horse made no sign.