CHAPTER XI.
HARSH TREATMENT.
Both Matt and Andy were considerably taken aback by the unexpected demand of the stranger. When they had come to Newark they had not expected to sell anything, and therefore had not given the question of a license a single thought.
"Excuse me, but I am sorry to state we have no license," returned Andy frankly. "We did not expect to make any sales here, but were going straight through to Elizabeth."
"Very likely," sneered the man, who was a special officer attached to the police department. "But I saw you make the sale, and you must come with me."
"Oh, Andy, let us pay the license," exclaimed Matt, in a low voice, as visions of a week or a month in jail floated before his mind. It would be simply terrible to be locked up.
"That's what we will have to do," returned Andy,
