Resenting the workman’s manner, the Cubs stood their ground. Brad had noticed a large blue automobile parked not far from the barn.
“Is that Mr. Silverton’s car?” he inquired.
“Git out!” Dobbs ordered again, without answering the question. “Mr. Silverton said this morning not to allow any Cubs ever to set foot on his land again!”
“Mr. Silverton gave such an order?” Brad gasped in disbelief.
“He sure did,” Dobbs retorted in great satisfaction. “You broke the rules by going into the restricted area, so now you can take your medicine!”
“You won’t listen to our explanation!” Dan broke in hotly. “At least give us a chance to talk to Mr. Silverton.”
“I told you he won’t see you and that’s final!”
Angrily, Saul Dobbs grasped Dan by the shoulders and turned him squarely around in the path. “Now git!”
“You’re just making that up about Mr. Silverton not wanting to see us!” Chips shouted, ready to do battle in Dan’s defense. “You mean you don’t want us to talk to him.”
Brad placed a restraining hand on the excited boy’s shoulder.