"You lemme be.

You-- Wha-at ?" "I'll tell you what, you big bully, you," said Anderson, sternly.
"That boy there is one to a dozen, and he's the smallest of the lot--he's half your size.

Now, what in thunder are you all about, badgering that little chap so ?" A sudden silence prevailed.

They all stood looking from under lowered eyebrows at the group of watching men; their small shoulders under their little school-jackets were seen to droop; scarcely a boy but shuffled his right leg, while their hands, which had been gyrating fists, unclinched and twitched at their sides.

But the boy did not relax for a second his expression of leaping, bounding rage, of a savage young soul in a feeble body.