Jem would have sailed right in and made Dan eat his words with bitter sauce . Ritchie Warren would have overwhelmed Dan with worse `` names '' than Dan had called Faith . But Walter could not -- simply could not -- `` call names . '' He knew he would get the worst of it . He could never conceive or utter the vulgar , ribald insults of which Dan Reese had unlimited command . And as for the trial by fist , Walter could n't fight . He hated the idea . It was rough and painful -- and , worst of all , it was ugly . He never could understand Jem 's exultation in an occasional conflict . But he wished he COULD fight Dan Reese . He was horribly ashamed because Faith Meredith had been insulted in his presence and he had not tried to punish her insulter . He felt sure she must despise him . She had not even spoken to him since Dan had called her pig-girl . He was glad when they came to the parting of the ways . Faith , too , was relieved , though for a different reason . She wanted to be alone because she suddenly felt rather nervous about her errand . Impulse had cooled , especially since Dan had bruised her self-respect . She must go through with it , but she no longer had enthusiasm to sustain her . She was going to see Norman Douglas and ask him to come back to church , and she began to be afraid of him . What had seemed so easy and simple up at the Glen seemed very different down here .
She had heard a good deal about Norman Douglas , and she knew that even the biggest boys XXXXX school were afraid of him .
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