“Anything more?” asked Tom coolly. “Go ahead if it does you good. You ought to know what a bully is.”
“Why?”
“Because you’d be one if you had a little more courage.”
James couldn’t stand this. He made another dash at our hero, hoping to take him off his guard, but Tom had a quick eye and saw what was coming. He received James and again laid him flat.
“Now I’m ready for you,” he said, turning to Edwin.
But the latter did not seem inclined to accept the invitation.
“James, let us go. Don’t let us have anything to do with him,” said he.
James by this time was picking himself up silently, and seemed inclined to follow the advice.
“I’ll make you suffer for this!” he said, shaking his fist. “My father’s a lawyer.”
“Is he? I pity him.”