"I've nothing to do with you." He knew that this crowd would have no mercy on him and his heart almost failed him.
"Here's a man wants to lick you," replied one of the herders.
The drunken man was calling somewhere in the crowd, "Where is he?
Lemme get at him." The ring opened and he reeled through and up to Mose, who was standing ominously quiet beside his horse.

Bill seized him by the collar and said: "You want 'o fight ?" "No," said Mose, too angry at the crowd to humor the drunken fool.

"You take him away or he'll get hurt." "Oh, he will, will he ?" "Go for him, Bill," yelled the crowd in glee.
The drunken fool gave Mose a tug.

"Come 'ere!" he said with an oath.
"Let go o' me," said Mose, his heart swelling with wrath.
The drunken one aimlessly cuffed him.

Then the blood-red film dropped over the young eagle's eyes.