So the greaser drove the car inside an enclosure of, perhaps, fifty square feet which was protected from prying eyes by a high board fence.
"This is my school yard where I first takes the kinks out uv um," said Bill. "The fence keeps any prying folks from the society with the long name from interferin', You just unloose your dog devil and let's see what he will do. Wait, I will do it myself."
So without any fear the man reached inside and untied the cords on Silversheene's legs, both front and back, and he sprang up with an angry snarl.
"He ain't so stiff as I thought, seein' he has been lyin' there tied up for so long," observed Bill. "I guess he is so full of fight that it keeps him limber. Wait until I get my club, then we will let him loose. I guess he don't know a club."
When Silversheene felt the cords unloosed from his legs and again stood on all fours he knew that his hour had come. All the
