"Maybe you have to testify in that case in court," went on Tom, with a wink at his brother.
"Ain't got to testify in no court."
"Why, you're in that case—I read all about it in the papers!" cried Tom.
"Me in a case in court?" asked old Ricks, suspiciously.
"Sure. It was a terrible trouble, wasn't it?" went on Tom. "I am mighty sorry for you, really I am, Mr. Ricks."
Now as it chanced, Mr. Ricks had had some trouble with a neighbor over a fence that had blown down between the two properties. The neighbor had threatened to sue him if he did not put the fence up again. The Rovers knew nothing about this, but it had been in old Ricks's mind for a week.
"If anybody sues me he'll git the wust of it!" growled the stationmaster savagely.
"It's a terrible mess, that's a fact," went on Tom. "The papers said he had threatened to get after you with a shotgun!"
"A shotgun? After me?" exclaimed old Ricks, and turned slightly pale.
"And they say you poisoned the cat," put in Dick.
"And caught the dog and starved the poor animal to death," added Sam.
