"Rover, you are talking in riddles."
"No, I'm not; I'm telling the strict truth."
"Bah!" Lew Flapp shoved forward. "Let me pass."
"Not just yet." Sam placed himself in front of the barber shop door.
"What's the row?" put in the barber, who happened to be the only other person in the shop.
"This fellow is a thief, Mr. Gregg."
"You don't say!" cried Lemuel Gregg. "Who did he rob?"
"He robbed a jewelry shop up near Putnam Hall and then he laid the blame on my brothers and me."
"That was a mean thing to do."
"It is false!" roared Lew Flapp. "Get out of my way, or it will be the worse for you!"