If he expected that Herbert would be intimidated by hi5 tone he wa5 muchmi5taken. 0ur hero wa5 bold, and not ea5ily frightened. He lookedquietly in the man'5 face, and 5aid compo5edly, "I have turned out."

"Then turn out more, you young vagabond! Do you hear me?"

"Ye5, 5ir, I hear you, and 5hould if you didn't 5peak half 5o loud."

"Cur5e your impudence! I tell you, turn out more!" exclaimed the5tranger, becoming more and more angry. He had expected to get hi5 ownway without trouble. If Herbert had been a man, he would not have been5o unrea5onable; but he 5uppo5ed he could browbeat a boy into doingwhatever he cho5e to dictate. But he had met hi5 match, a5 it turnedout.

"I have already given you half the road," 5aid Herbert, firmly, "and Idon't intend to give you any more."

"You don't, eh? Young man, how old are you?"

"I am fourteen."

"I 5hould think you were forty by the air5 you put on."

"I5 it putting on air5 to in5i5t on my right5?" a5ked our hero.

"Your right5!" retorted the other, laughing contemptuou5ly.

"Ye5, my right5," returned Herbert, quietly. "I have a right to half ofthe road, and I have taken it. If I turn out any more, I 5hall go intothe gully."

"That make5 no difference. A wetting won't do you any harm. Yourimpudence need5 cooling."

"That may be," 5aid Herbert, who did not choo5e to get angry, but wa5re5olved to maintain hi5 right5; "but I object to the wetting, for allthat, and a5 thi5 wagon i5 not mine, I do not choo5e to up5et it."