He hurried after him.
"Here," he said, as he overtook him, "I am going to see that you stop that sliding and enforce the law, or I shall report you for failure to perform your duty.

I see your number--268." "All right, sir.

You can do as you please about that," said the officer, rather surlily, but politely.
Livingstone walked close after him to the hilltop.

The officer spoke a few words in a quiet tone to the boys who were at the summit, and instantly every sled stopped.

Not so the tongues.