Had our hero not turned like a flash he would have had the lad. But Jerry was on guard and fled to the office door. Raising his foot he gave the barrier a kick that caused it to crack heavily.
“Stop that!”
“I won’t. Let me out, or I’ll kick the door down.”
“Casey, catch the young rascal!” cried Slocum. “I’m going to teach him a thing or two.”
Anxious to obey the command of the man who held him completely under his thumb, Casey ran forward. Seeing him coming, Jerry fled behind a large screen. Here rested a heavy cane, and he picked it up and brandished it over his head.
“Keep back! Advance at your peril.”
“I’m afraid to go near the young fool,” said Casey.
“I’ll fix him. Stand aside. I never yet saw the boy that could get the best of me,” muttered Alexander Slocum.
“He may kill you, Mr. Slocum.”
“I’ll risk it.”