The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 146 pages of information about The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly.

The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 146 pages of information about The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly.

“Sitting in it,” responded Roy, in not too pleasant a voice.  The tone in which he had been addressed had aroused a hot resentment in him toward the speaker.

Turning he saw the same red-faced man whom he had been unfortunate enough to knock down.

Instantly his manner changed.  He felt genuinely sorry for the accident and hastened to explain that such was the case.  But a glowering glance was the only response he received.  “You done it a-purpose.  Don’t tell me,” snarled the red-faced individual, “an’ now you git right out uv that chair or—­or I’ll make you!”

Both boys stared at the man in amazement.  His tone was coarse and bullying to a degree.

“We are not occupying these chairs to your inconvenience,” declared Roy stoutly, “there are lots of others.”

He indicated several rockers placed at intervals along the hotel porch, and all empty.

“That chair you’re sitting in is mine,” snapped the man, in response.

“Got a mortgage on it, eh?” smiled Jimsy amiably.

“I’ll show you kids how much of a mortgage I’ve got on it,” was the reply.

It was just then that a lad of about Roy’s own age, but with a surly, hang-dog sort of look, emerged from the smoking-room of the hotel.

“What’s up, father?” he demanded, addressing the red-faced man.

“Why, Dan, the kids have appropriated my chair.”

“Oh, those flying kids.  Well, they’ll see that they ain’t everything around here,” responded the lad; “I reckon Jim Cassell has some say here, eh, dad?”

“I reckon so, son,” grinned the red-faced man, in response to this elegant speech; “now, then, are you going to give up that chair or not?”

“I was just leaving it when you came out,” rejoined Roy, who, by this time, was fairly boiling over.  “Under the present conditions, however, I think I shall continue to occupy it.”

“You will, eh?” snarled out Dan Cassell, “then I’ll show you how to vacate it—­so!”

With the words he laid hands on the back of the chair and jerked it from under the young aviator.  Roy, caught entirely off his guard, was flung to the floor of the porch.  He was up in a flash, but as he rose to his feet Dan Cassell, evidently excited by what he deemed a great triumph, aimed a savage blow at him.

Jimsy was rushing to his assistance but the red-faced man suddenly blocked his path.

“Hold off, son! hold off!” he warned, “unless you want to get the same dose.”

CHAPTER VIII.

ROY MAKES AN ENEMY.

In the meantime Roy had skillfully avoided Dan Cassell’s blow, and was aggressively on the defensive.  He was a lad who did not care for fighting, but notwithstanding was a trained boxer.  Something of this seemed to dawn on Dan Cassell as the boy he sought to pummel dodged his attack with such cleverness.

For a moment Dan stood stock-still with doubled up fists and a scowl on his not unhandsome, though weak and vicious features.  Then, with a bellow, he rushed upon Roy, who contented himself by sidestepping the furious onslaught.

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