"Exactly. What do you mean by treating this girl so rudely?"
"You are following me," went on Ferris, ignoring the question which had been put to him.
"What if I am?"
"You think you're smart, don't you?" sneered Ferris.
"He's a mean, ugly thing!" put in the girl, between her sobs. "I wish he was arrested."
"Shut up!" roared Ferris, turning to her. "You ran into me on purpose."
"I didn't. We've got a right to coast in this alley; mamma said so."
"You ought to be arrested for striking the little girl," said Hal. "I am awfully glad I arrived in the nick of time to save her from more punishment."
"Good fer you, mister!" cried a small youth standing near. "Give him one in der eye!"
"Yes, do him up, mister," cried several others.