Still Snap was silent.
"See here, do you expect to make trouble for me on this account?" pursued the lumber dealer, growing angry.
"I shall tell the truth, that's all," said Snap.
"I see! You'll try to make it appear that I am in with this—-this fellow!" snorted the lumber dealer. "Well, just you take care, or you may get into trouble!"
"If I get into trouble I guess I'll know how to take care of myself," returned Snap, stoutly.
He had scarcely uttered the words when Andrew Felps caught him roughly by the shoulder.
"Boy, take care how you talk to me!"
"Let go of me!" exclaimed Snap, with flashing eyes. "Let go, I say!" And he jerked himself away. "Don't you dare lay your hands upon me again, Andrew Felps!"
"Ha! you imp!" snarled the lumber dealer, and caught hold of Snap once more. This time the boy tried to free himself, but in vain.
"If you don't let go, I'll strike you!" he panted, and the next moment he struck out, landing a hard blow on the lumber dealer's nose. The latter was so amazed he fell back and released his hold.