"I said I wasn't looking for work."
"What do you mean by that?"
"That, sir, is a mystery puzzle, and there is a reward of one herring bone for the correct solution. Answers must be sent in on one side of the paper only, and have a certificate added that the sender has not got cold feet."
At this quaint humor, some at the table laughed outright. The sour-looking individual looked thoroughly enraged.
"I—I'll settle with you another time, young man!" he roared, and dashed from the room.
"Tom, you made it rather warm for him," remarked Dick.
"Well, he had no right to find fault with our appetites," grumbled Tom. "We are paying for our meals, and I am going to eat what I please."
"And I don't blame you, young man," said a gentleman sitting opposite. "Sladen is very disagreeable to us all and makes himself especially obnoxious to newcomers. He imagines the hotel is here for his especial benefit."
"Well, he wants to treat me fairly, or I'll give him as good as he sends, and better."
During the evening Sladen made himself particularly disagreeable to the Rovers and their chums. This set Tom to thinking, and he asked
