very angry, but knew it would do him more harm than good to lose his temper. Yet he was not the person to allow the insults he had received to pass unnoticed.
"I will get out just as soon as you restore my goods to me," he said. "You had no right whatever to throw them into the gutter and soil them."
"What?"
"And let me say, too, that I expect my goods to come back to me just as clean as they were when you took them."
"You say another word and I'll stand you on your head!" fumed the proprietor of the restaurant, but the look in Matt's eyes kept him from laying hands upon the boy.
"If you dare to touch me I'll call in the police," replied Matt, more sharply than ever. "I have a license, and by that license the police are bound to protect me. Now, you get my goods back for me and I'll leave."
"I'll see you in Jericho first!"
"Very well; but remember, if anything is lost or damaged, you'll pay the bill."
"Good for the boy!" exclaimed one of the men who had just been lunching in the place. "I like to see a fellow stick up for his rights."
