"Oh, you won't eh?" the squire looked more unpleasantly than ever.
"Well, I'd like to see you stop me! Perhaps you would like to give up
your job here? There's more after it, and some knows more about the ways
of keeping wild girls down than Rachel Ellis does, too. I would advise
you not to interfere with an officer. Come along, Miss Travers."

"She will not!" called out Alice. "My father is a town committeeman and
I know something about the laws of Dalton. Show us your warrant!"

This was a surprise to Squire Sanders. He never expected his authority
would be questioned--and by a mere schoolgirl.

"Warrant, eh?" he sneered. "Maybe you would like to come along yourself,
since you are so smart!"

A wild thought flashed through the mind of Alice. What if he should take
both her and Tavia to his office!

It would be a case of false arrest, and cost the squire his place in
Dalton!

"Get ready!" he called again to Tavia, who now seemed to regard the
whole thing as a joke, and was smiling broadly.

"Don't move a step!" called Alice, while Miss Ellis looked on
helplessly.

"Now, that settles it," cried out the squire, red with anger. "I'll take
you, too. Come right along here!"