the barking grew louder. There could also be heard the rattling of a chain.
"You've got him tied, Danny Rugg!" cried Bert, angrily. "Let him go at once or I'll hit you!"
"Don't you dare touch me!" cried the bully, "And you get off our land!"
"Not until I get my dog," said Bert, firmly.
He started for the cabin where the dog was, but Danny stepped in front of him. Bert shoved Danny to one side, and just then Mr. Rugg came up.
"Here! What does this mean?" he asked. "Bert Bobbsey, you here?"
"Yes, sir. I came after my dog. Danny has him tied up!"
"Danny, is this so?" asked Mr. Rugg, who knew some of his son's mean ways, and had tried in vain to break him of them. "Have you Bert's dog?"
"Well, maybe it is his dog. It was dark when he followed me home last night, and I tied him in that shack."
"I guess he wouldn't have followed you if you hadn't coaxed him," said Bert.
