Brandon turned from the constable in disgust. Everybody seemed to be in a conspiracy to insult him.
Dean was now very near shore, and Brandon's attention was called elsewhere. The constable remained, a little curious to witness the interview between the two boys. Perhaps because he could not find words to express his feelings, Brandon did not say a word while Dean was landing his young passenger. As he jumped out himself he held out the rope to the angry owner.
"I have brought back your boat safe," he said.
"You'll pay for this, Dean Dunham," said Brandon, as he took the rope with a red face.
"Can I help you put the boat into the boat-house?" asked Dean calmly.
"I want none of your help. Never dare to touch my boat again!"
"Then don't play any more such dirty tricks on my friend Tommy! Tommy, I wouldn't advise you to go out rowing with Brandon again."
"I won't," said Tommy, fervently.
"You won't get a chance, you dirty little brat!" snarled Brandon.