The boys' mouths opened. They stared at John.
Then one boy came close to John and cried out, "Arrah, 'tis no fairy, at all, at all! 'Tis an American lady from across the seas!"
John faced the boy. There was a frown on his face.
"You'll not be standing there saying that again!" he said. "'Tis herself is one of the Good People!"
The boy laughed again. "Och, you know well she is no fairy!"
"She is!" yelled John.
"She is not!" shrieked the boy.
John rolled up his sleeves. He hit the boy.
When Marjorie came out of the shop she found her young friend in a fierce battle. She separated the boys and thrust John into the car. He was waving his arms and shouting.