"Who are ye talkin' to?" asked the boy, looking around to see if he could possibly be addressing any one else.
"I am talkin' to you, sir," said the Sergeant, sharply.
"What d'ye want?" asked the boy.
"Who comes there, I said?" answered the Sergeant more sharply.
"Me."
"Advance, then."
"Do what?"
"Come here."
The boy understood this. He had it delivered in just such a tone when he had been violating the domestic law. He advanced.
"What d'ye want?" he asked again.