“Oh, Freddie! Look!” whispered Flossie, dropping the rope of her sled and moving closer to her brother.
“What is it?” asked Freddie, for he was watching Sammie Henderson go down hill backward on a “dare.”
“It’s that—that bad boy!” whispered Flossie. “He might pull my hair!”
“If he does, I’ll—I’ll——” began Freddie, and then up swaggered Nick.
“Hu! you can’t do nothin’ to me now,” he sneered. “There ain’t no teacher or principal here! There!” and he reached over as if to pull Flossie’s hair.
“You let my sister alone!” cried Freddie.
“Yah! Yah! Why don’t you wear girls’ dresses!” taunted Nick. “You’re a girl-boy! Girl-boy!”
“I am not!” declared Freddie, while the other coasters gathered around. “You go on away!”
“I’m going to have a coast! Here, I guess I’ll take this sled!” cried Nick, and before Freddie could stop him the bad boy caught Flossie’s sled from the ground and ran with it toward the top of the hill.
“Here! You come back! You let my sister’s sled alone!” shouted Freddie, racing after Nick.