"The black-browed villain!" chuckled Kingdon.
"And let him get away with it!"
"He hasn't got away with anything yet," was the quick rejoinder.
"I'd like to have you show me why he hasn't," returned Red. "He's got that permit and made a monkey of this constable."
"Well," drawled Kingdon, "I don't mind that, you know. Squibb is no relation of mine."
"But why all the tenderness for Horrors? He didn't even thank you for getting him out of his pickle last night."
"Presume he was too full of gratitude for speech."
"He was—like fun! He didn't have the decency to thank you. A fellow that would steal——"
"Hush-a-by-baby!" chided Kingdon. "Old Mid and I pilfered their canoes, didn't we?"
"That was only in fun."