"I was on strike," said Danny. "I'm a good union man. You got no business to touch me."
"I understand," said the sergeant, "that he was discharged, and he stationed himself outside with a pile of rocks."
"You've no right to do that," the captain told Danny.
"They all do it," asserted Danny.
This was so near the truth that the captain thought it wise to dodge the subject.
"Of course, if no one else will take a man's place," he explained, "the employer will have to take him back or—"
"There wasn't nobody tryin' to take my place—not while I was there!" asserted Danny belligerently.
"That's no lie, either," laughed the sergeant. "He had the office tied up tight."
Danny swelled with pride at this testimonial to his prowess. Then it suddenly occurred to him that the sergeant did not act as he talked.
"What'd you butt in for, then?" he demanded.