"Don't you think you'd look rather funny in court when it was known why I laid the whip over you ?" "We'll get the better of you, just the same," yelled Ripley, who had now retreated to the side of his friend and felt bolder.
"My father's a lawyer---the smartest in the town." "And he's also a gentleman," broke in Dick.

"I wish his son took after him.

As for arrest---and trouble in court---bosh! Try it on!" Prescott now walked coolly to where his little package lay, and found it uninjured.
"How did you happen to come along on the wagon ?" Dick asked, as Fred and Bert limped away from their Waterloo.
"One of the express company's drivers was late coming back from dinner, and there was a package that had to be delivered at once," Darrin answered.

"The manager offered me ten cents to make the delivery.

I am glad that I took the job.