“No, I won’t!”
Harry’s only answer was to seize Philip round the middle, and, despite his struggles, to lay him down on the ground.
“You’ll suffer for this!” said Philip, almost screaming with rage.
“You can go now,” said Harry, contemptuously, “and take care how you interfere with Tommy and Rose again.”
Philip rose from the ground, angry and humiliated, yet not daring to attack Harry, whom he knew to be his superior in strength.
“You haven’t heard the last of this,” he said, shaking his fist.
Harry deigned no reply, and Philip, instead of keeping on his way to the river, turned and walked homeward.
Harry helped the children pick up their berries, and remained with them through the forenoon.