“You're not going to charge her?”
“Aren't I?” returned the policeman.
“Look here; constable, you 're making a mistake.”
The policeman took out his note-book.
“Oh, I 'm making a mistake? I 'll take your name and address, please; we have to report these things.”
“By all means,” said Shelton, angrily giving it. “I spoke to her first.”
“Perhaps you'll come up to the court tomorrow morning, and repeat that,” replied the policeman, with incivility.
Shelton looked at him with all the force at his command.
“You had better be careful, constable,” he said; but in the act of uttering these words he thought how pitiable they sounded.
“We 're not to be trifled with,” returned the policeman in a threatening voice.