Let the Grammar School boys dispose of these stupid fellows as they choose." "I tell you," raged Ripley, "that it will go hard with any one who interferes with our comfort.

There are laws in this land." "Look at what doesn't want its comfort interfered with!" jeered another voice.

"This comes from a lout who interfered with our comfort by putting several cans of red pepper on the bonfire.
Turn 'em over to the Grammar School boys.

Boys, what do you want to do with this pair ?" "We'll make 'em run the gauntlet," spoke up Spoff Henderson eagerly.
In a twinkling, so it seemed, a long double row of Grammar School boys was formed down the street.

Some of these boys had light twigs or sticks; others stood ready to use their hands.
"Start 'em!" yelled Spoff.