“By kicking against my decision.”
“I kicked because I was not willing to be robbed.”
“Then you say I was robbing you?”
“Yes!”
“You are a——”
“Stop!” rang out Frank’s voice. “Don’t say it! I protected you from the mob to-day after you did me a dirty turn, but I’ll not hold my hand in case you call me a liar!”
“If you lifted a hand on me,” said Derring, his eyes glaring and his hand moving toward his hip, “I’d shoot you like a dog!”
“If you were quick enough you might, but I doubt if you would.”
Bart Hodge was ready to spring at Derring.
“You had better get out of this town!” grated the umpire. “I give you warning that it isn’t safe for you to stay here!”