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At this bidding, Rupe approached, while Sam, still protesting, moved to the threshold of the outer door; but Penrod seized him by the shoulders and swung him indoors with a shout. "Little baby wants to run home to its Mom-muh! Here he is, Rupie."
"You would, too!" "No, I w "Looky here," said the fat-faced boy, darkly, "what you mean, counterdicking me?" He advanced a step and Penrod hastily qualified his contradiction. "I mean, I don't THINK I would. "You better look out!" Rupe moved closer, and unexpectedly grasped the back of Penrod's neck again. "Say, 'I WOULD run home yellin' "MOM-muh!"" "Ow! I WOULD run home yellin' 'Mom-muh."
"I ain't afraid of him," Sam returned, conventionally. "You are, too!" You'd be afraid to talk to him. You wouldn't get a word out of your mouth before old Rupie'd have you where you'd wished you never come around HIM, lettin' on like you was so much! YOU wouldn't run home yellin' 'Mom-muh' or nothin'! OH, no!" "Who Rupe Collins?" asked Herman.
"Lick dirt," commanded Rupe, forcing the captive's face to the sidewalk; and the suffering Penrod completed this ceremony. Mr. Collins evinced satisfaction by means of his horse laugh. "You'd last jest about one day up at the Third!" he said. "You'd come runnin' home, yellin' 'MOM-MUH, MOM-muh, before recess was over!" "No, I wouldn't," Penrod protested rather weakly, dusting his knees.
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