He was becoming rather tired of
this constant abuse.
"If you have nothing to say to me, I will go back to my place
in the car," spoke up Phil.
Snowden glared at him.
"Did I tell you to leave this room?"
"I believe you did not."
"Then stand there until I tell you to go!"
"Very well, sir."
"Conley, I have called you in here to be a witness to what I am
about to say. Do you hear?"
Billy nodded.
"During the past two days I have been insulted and abused by
those two young cubs there, until it has come to a point where
I appear to be no longer manager of this car. Your men outside
have laughed at my discomfiture--yes, sir, actually made sport
of me."
"I think you are mistaken. I--"
"I am _not_. I am never mistaken. This morning, this fellow
Tucker not only defied me, but turned on the steam when I was
examining a paste pot, and soaked me from head to foot. Then he
ended up by throwing coal at me."
"Yes, and you started the row," retorted Teddy. "The idea of a
big man like you pitching on to a boy. You ought to be ashamed
of yourself."
"Stop it! I'll forget you are a boy if you goad me further.
But I have had enough of it. I'll stand it no longer.
Do you understand?"
No one replied to the question.
"This thing has gone far enough. Have you anything to say for
yourself or your friend here, Forrest?"
"Yes, sir, I have.
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