"Here he is now!" exclaimed Bulson. "Pepper, you ought to take him in hand for his impudence."
"Sam Pepper won't touch me, and you won't touch me, either," cried our hero, with flashing eyes. "You thought you were smart, Mr. Homer Bulson, but your game didn't work. And let me tell you something. If you trouble Miss Horton in the future, she and I are going to put the police on your track."
"Me? The police!" ejaculated the young man, in horror.
"Yes, the police. So, after this, you had better let her alone."
"Nelson, you talk like a fool," put in Sam Pepper.
"I don't think so."
"What is that girl to you? If you'd only stand in with us, it would be money in your pocket."
"I'm not for sale."
"Mr. Bulson wants to do well by her. She don't know how to work. If she marries him, she'll have it easy for the rest of her life."