Discomfited and mortified, he turned on big Andrew Pozzo, the leader of the town boys.
"Why, you are no general!" he cried.

"You should have massed us all together, and held up firm against the shepherds.

But, instead, you scattered us all; and as for you--you ran faster than any of us!" "Ho! little gamecock! little boaster!" answered Pozzo hotly.

"You know it all, do you not?
You'd better try it yourself, Captain Down-at-the-heel." "And I will, then!" cried Napoleon.

"Come, boys, try it again! Shall we be whipped by a lot of shepherd boys, garlic lovers, eaters of chestnut bread?
Never! Follow me!" But the town boys had received all they wished, for one day.