Hodge was not saying a word, but he was watching the man closely. The look on Bart’s face told that he thoroughly despised Bunker.
“Oh, you crow pretty loud for kids!” grated the fellow. “What you need is to have some of the conceit taken out of you. Welch says you have had your name in print so often and been talked about so much that you’ve got the swelled head. You think yourself the smartest chap alive.”
“No matter what I think, that is no excuse for your criminal carelessness in shooting toward us.”
“It wasn’t carelessness, Merry!” exclaimed Bart, unable to keep still longer. “It was criminal design!”
“If one of us shot toward you, it was an accident,” growled the man. “But now you have an account to settle with us.”
“Well, what is it?” asked Frank, quietly.
“You upset us.”
“That’s not true.”
“And you caused us to lose our guns.”
“You denied that you had any guns in the boat.”