If you try that, we'll send you off
in double-quick order."
There was a pause, and Dick and old Jerry began to unload the things
they had brought from the wreck. They had found a large cake of ice.
But the coming of Baxter and Jack Lesher had taken away the pleasure
of making lemonade and orange ice, and the lump was placed in some
water to cool it for drinking purposes.
As soon as Grace could get the chance she told Dick of the way Dan
Baxter had treated Dora. At once Dick's face took on a stern look
that boded the bully no good.
"I'll have a talk with him and come to an understanding," said the
eldest Rover, and strode out of the house and to where Baxter was
walking up the beach, picking up fancy-colored sea-shells.
"Look here, Baxter, I want to have an understanding with you," he
said, catching the bully by the arm.
"What do you want now?"
"I want you to promise to leave Dora Stanhope alone in the future."
"How I treat her is none of your business," blustered the bully.
"But it is my business, Baxter."
"See here, Dick Rover, I won't be bossed by you!" howled the tall
youth. "You mind your own business."
"If you touch her again, there will be trouble."
"What will you do?"
"I'll give you the worst thrashing you ever had in your life."
"Two can play at that game."
"There will be only one in this game."
"Do you want to fight me?"
"I am perfectly willing," responded Dick recklessly.
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