He drew back his foot, and deliberately kicked over the children’s pails, one after the other. Probably there was not more than a pint in either pail, as the children had just commenced picking, but it was certainly aggravating.
Rose began to cry, while Tommy, his face turning red, said:
“I wish I was big enough; I’d make you sorry for what you have done.”
“I see I shall have to give you a lesson,” said Philip. “I’ll teach you to be impudent to me.”
He advanced toward Tommy in a threatening manner, and Harry thought it time to interfere.
“Don’t touch that boy, you contemptible bully!” he exclaimed, indignantly, hurrying to the scene of conflict.
“Oh, Harry, make him stop,” exclaimed Tommy, in joyful tones.
“I will,” said Harry, resolutely.
Philip Ross was very much annoyed by the unexpected arrival of Harry, whom he had never been able to intimidate, and would gladly have slunk away if pride had not hindered.
“You’d better take care what you say,” he rejoined, in a surly tone.