He measured Fred with his eye from head to foot, and what he saw did not serve to increase his confidence. Fred was tall and muscular, and Andy saw again in his eyes the fighting look that had cowed him in the train.
Still it was hard for him to believe that, when the test came, this newcomer would not back down as most of the other boys had done. Besides, quite a crowd of the fellows had come up now, scenting a fight in prospect, and it would ruin his reputation among them if he retreated now before them all.
“I’ve a good mind to give you a thump in the jaw,” he growled.
“Don’t hesitate on my account,” said Fred politely.
The snicker that came from the crowd at this remark maddened Andy.
“I won’t,” he shouted, and made a move to strike.
Like a flash, Fred shed his coat.
“Come on then,” he cried, “and I’ll give you the licking that you’re aching for.”
There was a delighted stir among the other fellows, as they formed a ring around the two. Their sympathies were all with Fred, although few expected him to win against the bully of the school.
Only one voice was lifted for Shanks.