“You are mistaken, Mr. Johnson,” I answered. “I have every right, as this proves,” and I showed him the warrant.
His countenance fell again, and he mumbled out, “This is some idiotic mistake, you know. I’m an honest working-man, I am.”
“I am glad to hear it,” I answered; “and when that is clearly proved I shall have to suffer for my mistake, and the law will make you reparation. In the mean time, I shall take possession of that box, and you and your companion will accompany me to the station.”
“Not if I know it,” growled Johnson, looking very much like a savage animal again, and evidently by his whole manner contemplating a struggle for liberty.
But one of my companions, an exceptionally powerful man, fell upon him, and before he could offer anything but a passive resistance he had han
