“Well, our cadets are willing to testify that it was your fault,” declared Captain Dale, with some sharpness.
“All right! If you think that way, go on and take it to court,” said the owner; and there the matter rested.
The one man who was thoroughly enraged over the matter was Pud Hicks, and he did not hesitate to declare himself.
“The feller who was steerin’ that steam yacht is to blame, and he knows it,” growled the Hall employee. “For two pins I’d go up to the Outlook Hotel and knock the stuffin’ out of him.”
“That would do more harm than good, Pud,” answered Gif. “He could have you arrested for it and perhaps sent to jail for six months for assault and battery.”
“Well, it’s a shame to let him get away with it, ain’t it?”
“So it is,” answered the manager of the ball team. “But I don’t see how it can be helped. If Colonel Colby took it to court they would have as many witnesses on their side as we should have on ours, and the case would probably get nowhere.”
“I believe some of the men on the yacht sympathized with us,” remarked Jack. “One fellow, a young man, looked that way, anyhow. But of course you can’t tell.”
“Perhaps Colonel Colby will have somebody investigate,” said Fred hopefully. “If he can get the right witnesses he can put the screws on that yacht owner.”