“Say, you got his number all right!”
Thus Andy’s chums called to him laughingly as the farmer went into the house.
CHAPTER III
AN UNPLEASANT PROSPECT
“Say, I can’t tell how much obliged to you I am,” impulsively exclaimed the young fellow with his arm in a sling. “That—that——”
“He’s a brute, that’s what he is!” broke out Andy. “Don’t be afraid to call him one.”
“He sure is,” came from Tom. “I just wish he’d rough it up a bit. I wouldn’t have asked anything better than to take and roll him around his own barnyard. Talk about tackling a fellow on the gridiron—Oh me! Oh my!”
“It was mighty nice of you boys to take my part,” went on the young fellow. “I’m not feeling very well. He’s worked me like a horse since I’ve been here, and that, on top of spraining my arm, sort of took the tucker out of me. Then, when he came at me with the whip, just because I said I couldn’t work any more——”