"Who're you goin' to get to tell that yarn in court? Skip would about knock the head off er the feller that did him that turn!"
"I know that. He is terrible! He's jest terrible!" Carrots replied, reflectively. "But I don't see why it is the fellers 'round here let Skip jump on 'em so! If three or four of us turned to, we could thump him, and do it easy; an' yet all hands lie down like lambs whenever he happens to want to wink."
"Why don't you give him a pounding?"
"You see, I can't do it alone. I'd be willin' to go in if anybody'd start in with me, 'cause it's got pretty nigh time somethin' was done, or else that feller'll own the whole town. Say, will you go down to court with me, an' tell what you know 'bout this thing?"
Teenie gazed at his toes several seconds before replying, and then said:
"I don't know whether I'll have time, Carrots; but I'll see you to-night, an' let you know."
Carrots muttered to himself as his acquaintance was lost to view among the crowd of busy pedestrians;
"That feller's pretty nigh scared out er his life 'bout Skip. There ain't any use thinkin' he'll help in this trouble."
Half an hour later, when Carrots had disposed of the stock of papers purchased by Teddy, and was congratulating himself, Skip Jellison approached, looking very fierce as he asked in a threatening tone:
"See here, Carrots, what is it you are up to now?"