"It won't be healthy for Tim to come round my way.

What made him steal your fiddle?
He ain't goin' into the musical line, is he ?" "He was angry because I didn't want to lend it to him." Just then Tim Rafferty himself turned the corner.

There was a lull in his business, and he was wandering along the street eating an apple.
"There he is," said Phil, suddenly espying his enemy.
Dick looked up, and saw with satisfaction that Phil was right.

Tim had not yet espied either, nor did he till Dick addressed him.
"Are you round collectin' fiddles this mornin' ?" he asked.
Tim looked up, and, seeing that his victim had found an able champion, felt anxious to withdraw.

He was about to turn back, but Dick advanced with a determined air.
"Jest stop a minute, Tim Rafferty," said he.