“What do you mean, Cornelia?”
“Bill has nearly killed Andrew Jackson.”
“Are you crazy, wife?”
“No, I am in earnest. The young rascal attacked poor Andrew with a hoe and nearly killed him.”
“Then he must be crazy!” ejaculated Mr. Badger. “Where is Andrew? I want his account of it. If it is as you say, the boy shall suffer.”
CHAPTER XXVIII
THE VICTIM OF TYRANNY
Andrew Jackson made his appearance with a piece of brown paper over an imaginary bruise on his head and eye and the carefully assumed expression of a suffering victim.
“What is this I hear?” asked his father. “Have you had a difficulty with Bill?”