"Now's my chance," said James, triumphantly. "There's the sneak that told of me. See how I'll serve him."
John Downie, seeing the boys approaching, nodded his head, saying in a friendly manner, "hello!"
"Oh, it's you, is it?" said James, in a hostile tone, stopping short.
"Yes, it's me. Who did you think it was?" returned John, laughing.
"I've been wanting to meet you, John Downie."
"What for?" asked John. He could not help seeing now that the speaker spoke like an enemy.
"To tell you that you are a sneak and a tell-tale."
"What do you mean by that?" demanded John, beginning himself to be angry.
"You ought to know without asking. Wasn't it you that told about my shooting old Whitey?"
"Well, you did shoot her, didn't you?"