"Not very often. Sometimes they call me Limpy, because I am lame."
"I'd like to catch any boy doing it," said Paul energetically. "I'd make him see stars."
"I don't mind, Paul."
"But I do. Just let me catch the next fellow that calls you Limpy, and he won't do it again."
By this time a group had gathered round the giant. Paul and Jimmy joined it.
"Was you always so large?" asked a boy at Paul's side.
"I was rather smaller when I was a baby," said the giant, laughing.
"How much do you weigh?"
"Two hundred and seventy-five pounds."
"That beats you, Jimmy," said Paul.