"Quit, now, Dave," urged Dick, running to his chum and laying a hand on Darrin's active right arm. "They've had lots—-plenty. Such things as they, can't stand a man's dose."
"I'm not a bit tired," retorted Dave ironically. "Besides, I rather enjoy this exercise."
"We'll have you arrested, Dave Darrin!" moaned Ripley.
"You will, eh?" Dave demanded, breaking away from Prescott's restraining hold and making for Fred.
"No, no, no!" cried Ripley, cowering.
"Yes, we will—-you can wager we will!" yelled Dodge from a safer distance.
"Arrested—-for what?" demanded Darrin.
"For assaulting us," returned Bert Dodge. "Oh, you'll catch it!"
"Have I been guilty of any more of an assault than I found you fellows engaged in", Dave asked coolly. "Don't you think you'd look rather funny in court when it was known why I laid the whip over you?"
"We'll get the better of you, just the same," yelled Ripley, who had now retreated to the side of his friend and felt bolder. "My father's a lawyer—-the smartest in the town."