Walter was thankful that neither Jem nor Di nor Nan were among the crowd of spectators . Somehow they had not heard of what was in the wind and had gone home , too . Walter faced Dan quite undauntedly now . At the last moment all his fear had vanished , but he still felt disgust at the idea of fighting . Dan , it was noted , was really paler under his freckles than Walter was . One of the older boys gave the word and Dan struck Walter in the face . Walter reeled a little . The pain of the blow tingled through all his sensitive frame for a moment . Then he felt pain no longer . Something , such as he had never experienced before , seemed to roll over him like a flood . His face flushed crimson , his eyes burned like flame . The scholars of Glen St. Mary school had never dreamed that `` Miss Walter '' could look like that . He hurled himself forward and closed with Dan like a young wildcat . There were no particular rules in the fights of the Glen school boys . It was catch-as-catch can , and get your blows in anyhow . Walter fought with a savage fury and a joy in the struggle against which Dan could not hold his ground . It was all over very speedily . Walter had no clear consciousness of what he was doing until suddenly the red mist cleared from his sight and he found himself kneeling on the body of the prostrate Dan whose nose -- oh , horror ! -- was spouting blood . `` Have you had enough ? ''
demanded Walter XXXXX his clenched teeth .
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