“Yes,—for allowing a mad dog at large.”
The captain’s manner did not suit the horse-dealer. He saw that he could not bulldoze the master of the Hall, and his manner changed.
“Then you ain’t going to pay no damages?”
“Not a cent. I do not think you are entitled to anything. If I thought you were I’d settle in a minute.”
“We’ll see! We’ll see!” grumbled Haverick, and stalked out of the building much discomfited.
As soon as the horse-dealer was gone, Captain Putnam called Jack into his private office and related what had occurred.
“Do not be alarmed, in case he tries to do anything,” said the captain. “I will protect you.”
“Can he do anything?”
“He can make us a little trouble, that is all. He is a foolish man.”
The horse-dealer consulted a lawyer. But the legal light gave him small hope, and he finally concluded that he would not bring suit nor would he have Jack arrested. But he was very bitter, and vowed that sooner or later he would “make Captain Putnam smart, and that young cub of a shooter, too!”