"He insulted and assaulted my only son yesterday in a most outrageous fashion, without provocation."
"You don't say so!" exclaimed the postmaster. "I thought Nelson was quite a gentlemanly boy."
"I never did, Benjamin, never! He is nothing but a young tough."
"It's too bad."
"He isn't fit to have on the bridge any longer, and I move we give him a week's notice," went on the squire. "We don't want passengers on the bridge insulted on their way over."
"That's so, squire. But what caused the row?"
"Nothing at all, excepting that Nelson has taken a dislike to my son. And he is such a wicked boy, too, Benjamin. Why, when he heard that my son was going to proceed against him, what do you suppose he did?"
"What did he do?" questioned the postmaster, eagerly.
"Actually accused my son of stealing twenty dollars from him."
"Gracious!"