Elmira still waited on the outskirts.
Jerome paid no attention to the teacher or the shouting boys.

"Will you say it again ?" he kept demanding of 'Lisha, until finally he got a sulky response.
"No, I won't.

Now lemme up, will ye ?" "Say you're sorry." "I'm sorry.

Lemme up!" Jerome, without appearing to move, collected himself for a spring.
Suddenly he was off 'Lisha and far to one side, with one complete bound of his whole body, like a cat.
'Lisha got up stiffly, muttering under his breath, and went round to the well to wash off the blood.

He did not attempt to renew the combat, as the other boys had hoped he might.