I said everybody that mentioned Dora Yocum's name on the public streets was a pup, and I mean it! Everybody that mentions Dora Yocum's name on the pub--" "Dora Yocum!" said Ramsey.

"I got a perfect right to say it anywhere I want to.

Dora Yocum, Dora Yocum, Dora Yocum!--" "All right, then you're a pup!" Ramsey charged upon him and received a suffocating blow full in the face, not from Mr.Bender's fist but from the solid bundle of books at the end of the strap.

Ramsey saw eight or ten objectives instantly: there were Wesley Benders standing full length in the air on top of other Wesley Benders, and more Wesley Benders zigzagged out sideways from still other Wesley Benders; nevertheless, he found one of these and it proved to be flesh.

He engaged it wildly at fisticuffs; pounded it upon the countenance and drove it away.