"What does this mean?" he demanded furiously.
"What's the matter?"
"This isn't Tony."
"Come to look at him, it isn't," said Abner, with a twinkle in his eye.
"Didn't you say it was Tony?" asked the tramp, exasperated.
"I guess I was mistaken, squire," said Abner, grinning.
"Where is he?"
"I don't know, I'm sure. It seems he didn't come. Guess he must have given us the slip."
The tramp, unable to control his rage, burst into a volley of execrations.
"Hope you feel better, squire," said Abner, when he got through.