"If old Mammy Shrader is hurt, you'll be to blame," called Snap after him.
"He's a coward," was Giant's comment. "I wish I had got a whack at him. He is much larger than I am, but I am not afraid of him."
While this scene was transpiring Shep and Whopper had helped old Mammy Shrader to a seat on the porch of a house not far from where she had gone down. The old woman complained of a pain in her side and it was next to impossible for her to take another step.
"I'll have to go home," she panted. "But how am I to get there?"
"Here comes Mr. Sell in his grocery wagon," cried Whopper. "Perhaps he'll give you a ride."
"Maybe he will—I buy my things from him," answered the old woman.
The grocer was stopped and the situation explained, and he readily volunteered to take Mammy Shrader to her home, located at no great distance. He and the boys helped her into the wagon.
"The boy who struck her ought to be horsewhipped," said the grocer.
"Fun is one thing, but hitting an old woman is quite another."
"Just what I say," answered Shep.
"Well, I knocked him down anyway," said Snap, coming up, and Giant told the details of the brief encounter.