“You know well enough what I am talking about,” answered Josiah Bean, wrathfully. “I want my money, every cent o' it,—an' you are a-goin' to jail!”
“Sir, you are making a sad mistake,” said the swindler, slowly. “I know nothing of you or your money.”
“Yes, you do.”
“Make him get off the car,” put in Joe.
“Boy, what have you to do with this?” asked the swindler, turning bitterly to our hero.
“Not much perhaps,” answered Joe. “But I'd like to see justice done.”
“I want that money,” went on the countryman, doggedly. “Come off the car.”
He caught the swindler tighter than ever and made him walk to the sidewalk. By this time a crowd of people began to collect.
“What's the trouble here?” asked one gentleman.
“He's robbed me, that's what's the matter,” answered the countryman. “He has got six hundred dollars o' mine!”