Part 14 (1/2)
”Look!” he exclaimed.
”At what?” asked both Tom and d.i.c.k.
”Over in front of that clothing store. There is Dan Baxter, and Jasper Grinder is with him!”
”Sam is right,” came from d.i.c.k. ”They must have struck up some sort of a friends.h.i.+p, or they wouldn't be here together.”
”Let's go over and see what Baxter has to say for himself,” said Tom boldly.
”All right,” returned d.i.c.k. ”But we want to keep out of a row; remember that.”
They crossed the street and walked straight up to Baxter and Jasper Grinder, who were holding an animated conversation in the doorway of a clothing establishment which was closed for the night.
As they came up, Sam caught the words, ”There is money there, sure,”
coming from Baxter. He paid no attention to the words at the time, but remembered them long afterward, and with good reason.
”Hullo, Baxter!” said d.i.c.k, halting in front of the bully.
Dan Baxter gave a start, as if detected in some wrong act. Then, as the light from an electric lamp shone upon d.i.c.k's face, he glared sourly at the oldest Rover.
”Where did you come from?” he asked, and then, seeing the other Rovers, added: ”Been following me, I suppose?”
”No, we haven't been following you,” said d.i.c.k. ”We just came from, the college boys' concert in the hall down the street.”
Jasper Grinder looked as sour as did Dan Baxter. Then he shook his finger in d.i.c.k's face.
”I haven't forgotten you, Richard Rover,” he said bitterly. ”And I am not likely to forget you.”
”As you please, Mr. Grinder,” was the cool rejoinder.
”And I shan't forget you, Jasper Grinder,” put in Sam. ”You were the means of my going to bed with a heavy cold.”
”Bah! it was all put on,” exclaimed Jasper Grinder. ”Had I had my way, I would have kept you in the storeroom all night, and flogged you beside.”
”Captain Putnam did a good thing when he dismissed you,” put in Tom.
”It's a pity he ever took on such a cold-hearted and miserly fellow.”
”You Rovers think you are on top,” said Dan Baxter savagely. ”But you won't stay on top long, I'll give you my word on that.”
”What are you going to do about it?” asked d.i.c.k, not without considerable curiosity.
”Never mind; you'll learn when the proper time comes.”
”Is your dad going to try to break jail again?” asked Sam.
”It's none of your business what he does--or what I do, either.”
”We'll make it our business if you try any of your games on us again,”