“Now we’ll see who is master here!” cried Mr. Norton, after he had succeeded in rendering me powerless.
“What do you intend to do?” I asked in alarm.
“Never mind; you will find out quick enough, never fear.”
Saying this, Mr. Norton dragged me into the mill, and up the stairs into the grain-bin.
“Now stay there until you free yourself,” he said harshly. “And remember that I am not to be overcome by a boy like you.”
“You are a villain,” was all I could say in return.
“Perhaps so; but I won’t have you talking to me like that,” he returned.
And raising his heavy boot, he gave me a kick in the side that caused me to cry out with pain.
“Now good-by to you,” he went on. “You will never see me again.”
“I trust I never shall,” I replied bitterly.