Part 10 (2/2)
For the moment Matt was too dumfounded to speak
”To be shod?” he said at last ”Who left him here?”
”A colored man I don't know his na”
”I don't know anything about that,” returned the blacksmith darkly
”He was left here and that's all I know about it You'll have to hunt up the colored man, and fix it up with him if you want the horse”
CHAPTER X
ON THE ROAD AT LAST
Had the blacksmith spoken with more real concern, Matt would have believed what he said, but there was that in the fellow's manner which tended to o was it that the colored man left the horse?” he asked, after a pause
”Not o”
”An hour?”
”About that, as near as I can re”
”That horse did not get away until about fifteen o,”
returned Matt coldly
”Oh, you must be mistaken,” returned the blacksmith smoothly
”No, I arow sharper ”He just got away fro stable He is my horse, and I intend to take him away”
As Matt spoke he crossed the blacksmith shop to where a doorway led to the little yard beyond
”Hold up there!” cried the blacks out there!”
”Yes, I am, and you can't stop me,” returned Matt spiritedly ”I own that horse, or at least I own a half-interest in hiet into trouble”
”Will I?” sneered the blacksmith
”Yes, you will If you stop me, I'll call in the police”
At these words the blacksmith's face fell Evidently he had not anticipated that a mere boy would take such a decided stand