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Will you do as I ask you, or shall I go and get them?" The man with the axe spat out some French curse which the Boy didn't understand very clearly. But the man at the stakes jumped up again with a dangerous grin. "You'll stay right where you are, sonny, till we're done with you," he snarled. "You understand? You're a-goin' to git hurt ef ye gits in our way any! See?"

"Better lock her up," said the "queen," as she had been called. Sal snarled like a fretted wild beast. "It's awful, the way she beats poor Kit," chimed in the little girl who had before spoken against her. "If I was Kit, I'd run away, so I would." "I'll wring your neck off," growled Sal, in a fierce undertone, making a dash toward the girl, and swearing frightfully.

Take that, you dog!" he snarled, burying the blade in my breast as he spoke. "My God! You are murdering me!" I gasped. "Have you discovered it? What penetration!" he retorted, and those about him laughed at his indecent jest! He made a sign, and the man who had held me withdrew his hands. I staggered forward, deprived of his support, then a crashing blow took me across the head.

And if you want to live in peace here, keep out o' my way!" snarled the real estate man. "You old scoundrel!" exclaimed Mr. Tingley, stepping swiftly toward him. "Get off Cliff Island and get off quick. I'd spend a thousand dollars to get a penny's worth of damages from you. I'll sue you in the civil courts for trespass if you don't go and go quick!

And, indeed, the door on the left of the room flew open a moment later, and a wide-eyed Chinaman appeared with a long pigtail jerking about his head as he halted and looked about in alarm. "Coffee for the boss and the new hand," said Kate, without turning her head, as soon as she heard the door open. "Pronto, Johnny." Johnny snarled an indistinct something and withdrew muttering.

The big lynx on my side of the log was in a fighting temper; he snarled continuously. Another sprang over the log and crouched beside him, facing me. Then began a curious scene, of which I could not wait to see the end. The two lynxes hitched nearer and nearer to where I stood motionless, watching.

The greed in the old man's eyes shot Dyckman's eyes with blood. He snarled: "So it's the plain old blackmail, eh? Well, you can go plumb to hell!" "All right," said Adna, felicitously, "but we won't go alone. I and daughter will have comp'ny. Come on, Mr. Beattie." After they had gone Jim realized that his hatred of being gouged had involved Charity's priceless reputation.

The smith turned like an animal that hears a hissing by his heels, threw the tongs on the floor, and glared at Ump. "I won't do it," he snarled. "Easy, Christian," said the hunchback, with the same wheedling voice that came so strangely through his crooked mouth. "Think about it, man. The horse is barefoot. We should be much obliged to you." I do not believe that this man was a coward.

The sign really was plainly to be seen, and easily read. In large black letters it said: PRIVATE NO FISHING ALLOWED The angler looked at the sign on the tree unabashed and observed: "I didn't notice it. You see, Mister, they taught me never to read anything marked 'Private." "Well, it says 'No fishin' allowed, anyway," snarled the farmer.

The punchers gathered around in delight. For the time they had forgotten tobacco. Curly looked around him slowly in every direction. He snarled like a Scotch terrier through his ragged beard. "Where is this?" he rasped through his parched throat. "It's a damn farm in an old field. What'd you bring me here for say? Did I say I wanted to come here? What are you Reubs rubberin' at hey?