"Say, you don't mean Link Merwell and Nick Jasniff!" burst out the money-lender's son.
"Those are the chaps I do mean, Nat."
"But I thought they had left these parts. They were in Crumville, I know," and now the bully looked knowingly at our hero.
"You have heard the reports from home then?" asked Dave, and he felt his face burn.
"Sure."
"Nat, those reports are all false—as false as this report of your doings at Leesburgh. They are gotten up by Jasniff and Merwell solely to injure my friends and my family and me. My sister and Jessie Wadsworth would refuse to even recognize those fellows, much less go auto-riding with them. Let me tell you something." And in as few words as possible our hero related how things had been sent to him and his friends without being ordered by them, and df the other trouble Jasniff and Merwell were causing. The money-lender's son was incredulous at first, but gradually his face relaxed.
"And is all that really so?" he asked, at last.
"Every word is absolutely true," answered Dave.
"Then Nick and Link ought to be in jail!" burst out Nat. "It's an outrage to let them do
