"You can try, if you want to," returned Bob, contemptuously.
"Sam, what was he going to whip you for?" asked Bob, turning to his unfortunate friend.
"I'll answer that question," said Wolverton, "though it's no concern of yours. The boy has been robbing me."
"What have you to say, Sam?"
"It's not true."
"What do you charge him with taking, Mr. Wolverton?"
"A dollar."
"It's the one your mother gave me, Bob."
"To be sure! I saw her give it to you myself."
"He lies, and you swear to it," said Wolverton, with a sneer.