"Looks like it I reckon."
"When are you goin'?"
"I haven't quite made up my mind; but I'll write an' tell you before I pack my trunk."
Bill stepped forward quickly, but Jack persuaded him to go back by swinging the hammer unpleasantly near the bully's head as he said,—
"Don't come too near! You served me out yesterday because there was three in the gang, an' I hadn't anything to defend myself with; but now matters are a little different."
"Are you goin' to leave this place to-day?" Bill asked, as he retreated a few paces.
"No, nor to-morrow either."
"Then remember what I say. This is the second warnin' you've had, an' it'll be the last. Look out for trouble if you're in this town to-night!"
"I shall be here, an' I want you to remember that somebody besides me may get into trouble if there's any funny business. Aunt Nancy threatened to tell your father about what was done yesterday, but I coaxed her not to, an' I won't say a word another time."
"I don't mind what she says, we'll run you out of this place before two days go by, so take care of yourself."