“I’d like to put him out of existence!” growled Mr. Norton.
“We can’t do that,” said Yates. “Shall we take him along?”
There was considerable talk, and then this was agreed to.
“Now, then, forward march!” cried Mr. Norton. “And mind you don’t dare to escape or I won’t be responsible for whatever happens to you.”
“I won’t go along,” I said stubbornly.
“You won’t?”
“Not a step. You have no right to act in this manner. I have as much right to come on this island as you have without being molested.”
“Getting on your high horse!” sneered Mr. Norton.
“If so, I intend to stay there,” was my quick reply.