Quite a group had gathered about them by this time, and there was a roar of laughter at this frank expression of the German spirit and the German purpose.
Rabig grew red with fury. His little eyes glowered as he glared about him.
"We'll hang the Kaiser on a sour apple tree!" chanted Reddy.
Rabig aimed a blow at him which Reddy adroitly ducked, and Frank stepped between them.
"Leave the boy alone, Rabig," he demanded, and Rabig's fury turned on Frank.
"What have you got to say about it?" he snarled. "Do you want to fight?"
CHAPTER II
A REMORSELESS ENEMY
There was a murmur of excited expectation and the crowd gathered closer.