"You question me as if you were my master.

Stand aside, if you don't want to get yourself in trouble." "You don't intend to hurt Lee, do you ?" "Yes, I do.

But it's none of your business, any way.

Get out of the way!" "Has he ever done you any harm ?" "It's none of your business, I say!" shouted Charles, now almost beside himself with rage.
"And I want you to keep your hands off me!" he continued, as Frank seized his arm, which he had raised to strike Lee, who stood close behind his protector.
Frank released his hold, and Charles sprang forward again, and, dodging Frank's grasp, slipped under his arm, and attempted to seize the Hiller.

But Frank was as quick as a cat in his motions; and, before Charles had time to strike a blow, he seized him with a grip that brought from him a cry of pain, and seated him, unceremoniously, on the ground.
As soon as Charles could regain his feet, he called out, "Here it is, boys--just as I expected! Never mind the Hiller, but let's go to work and give the other fellows a thrashing that they won't get over in a month." And he sprang toward Frank, against whom he seemed to cherish an especial grudge, followed by a dozen Regulators, who brandished their fists as if they intended to annihilate Lee's gallant defenders.