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His dog followed with its nose at his ankles. If some other dog, in youthful frolic, frisked and barked about it, it snarled and snapped, and then croodled down at his master's feet and looked ashamed. "Dempster, Dempster, getting a bit ould, eh?" said the man. After a little while he went quietly away. Nobody missed him; nobody had observed him. He had gone back to the town.

As we approached we were first greeted by a lot of dirty, hungry looking dogs, which barked at us, snarled and showed their teeth. Then there was a flock of shy, naked, staring children who at first kept at a safe distance, but came nearer as their timidity left them. The boys with their little bows and arrows were shooting at targets taking their first lessons as future warriors of the tribe.

None the less he must needs talk or stifle. 'Thee, with thy Kat Howard, he snarled. 'Would 'ee have me think thy Kat was my kitten whose name stunk in our nostrils? He shook his finger in Poins' face. 'Here be three of us know Kat Howard, he said. 'For I know her, since for her I must leave home and take the road.

"If you'll keep that impertinent little gutter-snipe still," Antoine snarled, "I'll answer such questions as seem to me to be worth answering." "Are you the man who was seen sitting half-asleep before a fire in a cavern three nights ago?" asked the boy. The man hesitated for a moment, as if in deep thought, and then answered with an exclamation of impatience. "Were you in the cave that night?"

"We got into a fight," snarled Astro, "when he wanted to send me into a firing chamber without letting it cool off first." "There are two of us now, Astro!" said Ross. Astro nodded slowly. "That's right. Two of you!" Suddenly he dove toward the two men, arms outstretched. With one mighty swipe of the wrench he knocked Quent unconscious.

It occupied more than one half of the room, and the dog had gained a position from which it was not easy for two women to dislodge him; and, as the dog snarled and growled under the bed, so; did the widow's wrath rise as she stood shivering and it was directed against the master. She vowed mentally, that so sure as the dog was under the bed, so sure should his master never get into it.

"I was just thinking," said Johnny Chuck, "that though you can run so fast, you can't even catch me." Reddy Fox just glared at him for a minute, he was so mad. Then he sprang straight at Johnny Chuck. "I'll show you!" he snarled. Now Johnny Chuck had been sitting close beside a hole that Grandfather Chuck had dug a long time before and which was empty.

"What are ye so slow about?" he snarled. "Here I've been callin' fer the last five minutes. Why don't ye hustle when I call?" "I was running molasses," came the surly reply, "and how could I leave " "There now, no back talk; I never allow it. Put up the horse, an' don't spend all day about it, either."

The horses began to strain at the sweeps. The cylinder began to hum. "Grab a root there! Where's my band cutter? Here, you, climb on here!" And David reached down and pulled Shep Watson up by the shoulder with his gigantic hand. Boo-oo-oom, Boo-woo-woo-oom-oom-ow-owm, yarryarr! The whirling cylinder boomed, roared, and snarled as it rose in speed.

Release me!" "Of course," replied Ned, "we'll release you and give you the run of the boat! You came here to murder us, and so are entitled to the most courteous treatment!" "Well, quit asking impertinent questions, then," snarled the other. "You can at least do that." Ned hunted up two pairs of handcuffs, ironed the prisoner, and then conveyed him to a little room used for storage purposes.