"I hope he won't fight you, Dean," said Tommy, rather troubled.
"He may if he wants to. I think he will get the worst of it."
Meanwhile Brandon caught sight of the village constable, walking along the road a few rods from the shore of the pond.
He ran to the road and intercepted him.
"Mr. Pray," he said.
"Well, Brandon?"
"I want you to arrest Dean Dunham."
"What am I to arrest Dean Dunham for?" asked the constable in surprise.
"He took my boat from me by force, like an impudent young loafer as he is, and is out in the boat rowing."
"Yes, I see him. Tommy Boyle is with him. How does that happen?"