"I'm Private Detective Smithers," replied his captor, "and this," again producing the paper he had already shown to the policeman, "is my warrant. You know the charge well enough."
"I'm entirely ignorant of it!" cried Scarsdale hotly.
"Of course," said the detective. "They always are," and he winked at the officer.
"I tell you I don't know anything about it!" reiterated the unfortunate bridegroom.
"I must caution you," remarked the policeman, "that anything you says may be used against you as evidence."
"I demand to know why I am arrested. I have a right to do so."
"Tell him, Bill," said the detective, "and stop his row."
The officer, thus admonished, nodded his head, and replied shortly:
"Two charges: 'sault and battery on the landlord of the Lion's Head, and disturbing the peace on last Wednesday night."
"I deny the charge!" cried Scarsdale.