As he walked along, each step was an effort and a torment.
Severely as the reflected sunlight from the cement sidewalk hurt his bruised eye, and severely as his various wounds pained him, still more severely did he suffer from his muscles and joints.

He had never imagined such stiffness.

Each individual muscle in his whole body protested when called upon to move.

His fingers were badly swollen, and it was agony to clasp and unclasp them; while his arms were sore from wrist to elbow.
This, he said to himself, was caused by the many blows which he had warded off from his face and body.

He wondered if Brick Simpson was in similar plight, and the thought of their mutual misery made him feel a certain kinship for that redoubtable young ruffian.
When he entered the school-yard he quickly became aware that he was the center of attraction for all eyes.