"It's very polite o' you to give me a friendly warnin'," Carrots replied, in the most innocent and pleasant tone.
Skip had nothing more to say, but walked away with a dignity befitting one who considers it his mission in life to regulate the business affairs of a large city.
CHAPTER IV.
THE PRISONER.
Although Carrots had pretended that Skip's threats neither frightened nor disturbed him, he was thoroughly uncomfortable in mind.
He knew by past experience what Master Jellison could and would do, with no provocation whatever, save only a desire to exercise that authority which he had assumed.
Carrots believed, however, that in case of an encounter with a boy who was ready and forced to defend himself, Skip would not prove so great a master of the "manly art of self-defense" as he claimed to be.
But such a champion had not as yet been found.
Teenie Massey had chanced to be in Brooklyn about a week before the arrival of Teddy in the city, and upon his return home he had stated that he had seen Master Jellison attack a boy not nearly so large as himself, on Pineapple Street in that city, and receive a sound beating.