CHAPTER XI
A GLORIOUS PROSPECT
Jim had heard enough. He was beginning to be a bit afraid lest this sturdy new boy who had mastered him so easily in their late encounter, take a notion to investigate his condition physically; and there were several little punctures that just then Jim did not care to have seen.
Darry watched the bully saunter away, and it made him smile to see what an effort the other kept up his careless demeanor, when every step must have caused him more or less pain.
Perhaps Jim, in spite of his bombastic manner, might have received a lesson, and would be a little more careful after this how he acted.
So he walked to the store, completed his purchases, and was waiting for them to be tied up when who should enter but the young fellow he had seen in the beautiful cedar motor-boat out on the bay.
He was dressed like a sportsman, and there was a frank, genial air about him that quite attracted Darry.
Apparently he had dropped in to get his mail, for he walked over to the little cubby hole where a clerk sat.