"How are you, Mr. Tarbox?" inquired Spriggins, smiling.
"Well enough," growled Tarbox, quickening his pace.
"I hear you had an adventure with a tiger yesterday," said the constable, with a waggish smile.
"Suppose I did!" he snapped.
"Ho, ho! Were you very much frightened?" continued the constable.
"I wasn't half so much scared as you were when I wanted you to arrest the giant."
It was the constable's turn to look embarrassed. "Who said I was afraid?"
"It was enough to look at you," said Tarbox.
"Well, maybe I was a little flustered," admitted Spriggins. "Who wouldn't be afraid of a man ten feet high? They do say, Tarbox, that you did some pretty tall running, and there wasn't no tiger loose after all."