Ferris turned upon them like a savage animal.
"Get out of here, every one of you," he howled, "unless you want to be hammered to death."
"Don't you move," said Hal. "You evidently have more right here than he has."
"Indeed!" said Ferris, turning to Hal. "I wish you would keep your nose out of my affairs."
"Don't let him sass you, mister," put in one of the urchins. "He didn't have no cause ter hit Katie."
Ferris pounced upon the boy at once, and cuffed him right and left. In the midst of the castication, however, Hal caught the bully by the arm, and a second later Dick Ferris measured his length in the gutter.
A shout went up from the boys and girls.
"Dat's der way ter do it!"
"Ain't der gent got muckle, dough?"
Then somebody threw a snow-ball, and in a trice the entire crowd were snow-balling Ferris as furiously as they could.