"Don't want to sell me anything?" snarled Isaac Pludding.
"Not a mouthful. And, let me add, I consider these young men gentlemen, and I won't have them annoyed while they are in my place."
"Oh, all right, have your own way," snarled the stout man. "I'll take my money elsewhere, I will!" He glared at the students. "But I'll get square some day for this—don't forget that!" And shaking his head very savagely, he stormed out of the restaurant, banging the door after him.
CHAPTER III
OFF THE TRACK
"Well, if he isn't the worst yet," was the comment of the senator's son.
"I hope he isn't waiting for that train," said Shadow. "I don't want to see any more of him."
"Pooh! who's afraid?" asked Phil. "I guess we can make him keep his distance."