ornet's nest.
"Hold on," he bluntly protested, "I have no evidence of that--and
what's more, I don't want any."
"Air you like ther balance of 'em hyarabouts?" came Kinnard's satiric
inquiry. "Air ye skeered ter tackle Bear Cat Stacy?"
Mark Tapper replied with entire sincerity.
"Yes, I'm afraid to tackle him--and I'm brave enough to admit it. Once
in a century a man like that is born and he's born to be a master. I
warn you betimes, Kinnard, _leave him alone_! Play with a keg of
blasting powder and a lighted match if you like. Tickle a kicking mule
if you've a mind to, but _leave Bear Cat alone_!" The minion of the
federal law rose from his chair and spoke excitedly. "And if you're
hell-bent on starting an avalanche, do it for yourself--don't try to
make me pull it down on my own head, because I won't do it."
Kinnard Towers leaned back in the judge's swivel chair and laughed
uproariously.
"Mark, right sensibly at times, ye shows signs of human discernment. I
hain't seekin' no open rupture with this young tiger cat my own self. I
aims ter show in this matter only es his friend. _You_ hain't overly
popular with them Stacys nohow an' I've got hit all _dee_vised, ter
plumb convince 'em thet ye're only actin' in ther lawful discharge of
yore duty."
"That will be very nice--if you succeed," commented the proposed
catspaw dryly.
"I aims ter succeed," came the prompt assurance. "I aims ter
demonstrate thet thar war so much talkin' goin' round thet ye war plumb
obleeged ter act an' thet thar hain't no profit in resistin'. I'll tell
'em hit's a weak case atter all. They won't harm ye. Ye hain't a-goin'
ter arrest ther boy nohow--jest ther old man."
"And leave Bear Cat foot-loose to avenge his daddy! No thank you. Not
for me."
Again Towers smiled. "Now don't be short-sighted, Mark. Bear Cat won't
be hyar neither."
"Why won't he be here? Because you'll tell him to go?"
"I won't need ter say a word. His daddy'll counsel him ter leave fer a
spell an' hide out--so thet he kain't be tuck down ter Looeyville fer a
gover'_ment_ witness."
"When am I supposed to perform this highly spectacular stunt?" inquired
Mark Tapper.
"I aims ter hev ye do hit this afternoon."
"This afternoon--with every foot of street and sidewalk full of wild
men, ready to pull me to pieces!" The revenuer's face was hot with
amazement. "Besides I have no evidence."
"Ye kin git thet later," Towers assured him calmly. "Besides we d
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