CHAPTER VIII
"COASTING"
The key turned in the lock. Andy's candle had remained lighted. As the door was pushed open Andy saw a big portly man standing behind his aunt.
"Put on your clothes, Andy Wildwood," began Miss Lavinia.
"I've got them on," answered Andy. "What do you want?"
"Ask me that," broke in the man, stepping into view. "Sorry, Andy, but it's me that wants you. You know who I am."
"Yes," nodded Andy, staring hard.
He recognized the speaker as Dan Wagner, the village constable. Instantly the truth flashed over Andy. He turned to his aunt with a pale, stern face.
"Are you going to let this man take me to jail?" he demanded.
"Yes, I am," snapped Miss Lavinia. "You've gone just a little too far this time, Andy Wildwood."