“You’ll go to jail for this.”
“So you say.… Git up those stairs.”
“I won’t.”
But he did. For, bully that he was, he went scared to death when our leader started to roll up his shirt sleeves.
Scoop locked the bedroom door on the prisoner and put the key in his pocket.
“Better go outside, Tom,” he advised, “and watch the windows. For we don’t want him to wave a distress signal or otherwise attract attention.” [[168]]
CHAPTER XVI
CHASED BY A GHOST
Following the enemy chief’s imprisonment in Aunt Polly’s spare bedchamber, I went to the old mill to tell Peg the exciting news and to find out from him how things were at his end.