"Can't we walk down the same street?" inquired Joe.
"You didn't walk down here by accident. You followed me here."
"You must have something on your conscience if you think that," Frank told him. "This is a free country. We can walk where we like."
"Is that so? Well, I'm not goin' to put up with havin' a pair of young whippersnappers trailin' me around town," snarled Gus Montrose. "Hear that?"
"We hear you."
"Well, remember it, then. You just mind your own business after this, see?"
"If you think we were following you, that's your own affair," returned Frank. "We're on our way to school, if you'd like to know."
"Well, see that you go there. You're better off in school than monkeyin' in my affairs, let me tell you. And a sight safer, too."
The man's tone was truculent.
"Oh, I think you're pretty harmless," laughed Joe.