"I was thrown out, or there wouldn't have been any trouble," growled Percy.
"They said you sprang out as soon as you imagined there was danger."
"It isn't so. I'll bet you asked them for the watch—or for some reward," went on the young aristocrat, maliciously.
"Not by a good deal; it is not my style, Percy Paget."
"Humph! A low upstart like you——"
"Stop right there!" cried Ralph.
"I won't! You are——"
"If you don't stop I'll pitch you into the lake!"
"You can't do it, Ralph Nelson. You are nothing but a miserable beggar, not fit for decent folks to associate with. If I had my say——"
Percy got no further. With doubled-up fists Ralph advanced upon him. The rich young bully saw his danger, and, in sudden alarm for his personal safety, began to retreat.