“It’s the safety valves open, Ydoll,” said Joe, with his lips to his companion’s ear.
“Oh!” ejaculated Gwyn, as he grasped the truth. “I thought something was wrong.”
“I know something was wrong, and without thinking, young squire,” said the man. “But you take my advice, and don’t you meddle with anything here again.”
“I have told you we did not touch anything; but I suppose it’s no use to talk to you,” said Gwyn, warmly.
“No, sir, not a bit,” replied the man, gruffly; “and I shall speak to the governors about you two coming meddling.”
“And I shall speak to my father about your not being here taking care of the engines,” said Gwyn, as a parting shot. “If you had been at your duty, no one would have had a chance to meddle. So we will see what he says.”