"Let me alone, will you?" said Jerry. "Yer grandmother set it on fire, more likely."
No sooner was Jerry seized, than another man caught hold of Ben, and forcibly detained him.
"I've got the other," he said.
"Now, you young rascal, tell me how you did it," said the first. "Was you smokin'?"
"No, I wasn't," said Jerry, shortly. "I was sleepin' along of this other boy."
"What made you come here to sleep?"
"'Cause we hadn't no other bed."
"Are you sure you wasn't smoking?"
"Look here," said Jerry, contemptuously, "you must think I'm a fool, to go and set my own bed on fire."
"That's true," said a bystander. "It wouldn't be very likely."