"No, with a little cap."
"Why not?"
"Just for that."
"Then I won't let you play."
He didn't hesitate a moment, but scattered the nuts about the floor with his bear's paws. The boys got angry. The cheek of the rascal!
"Boys, why don't you do something?" asked one.
"What shall we do?" asked a second.
"Lets break his bones for him," suggested a third.
"All right. Try it on," cried Getzel. He turned up his sleeves, ready for work.
And there took place a battle, a fight between the two parties. On the one side was the whole "Cheder," on the other Getzel.