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Updated: May 3, 2025
But Sam'l interposed his great bulk between the two. "Easy, little mon," he said leisurely, regarding the small fury before him with mournful interest. "Eh, but thee do be a little spit-cat, surely!" James Moore stood, breathing deep, his hand still buried in Owd Bob's coat. "If yo'd touched him," he explained, "I couldna ha' stopped him. He'd ha' mauled yo' afore iver I could ha' had him off.
Flea did not hear the rest of the sentence; for she and Flukey were hurrying toward the hut. Lem stood wiping the blood from his face. "The cussed spit-cat!" he hissed. "When I take her in hand " "When ye take her in hand, Lem," interrupted Lon darkly, "ye can do what ye like. Break her spirit! Break her neck, if ye want to! I don't care."
Sammy was up in the air as he spoke; the next moment he came down bump on the ground. "There," said Beth, "that'll teach you. You be rude again if you dare." "I'll not come near you again, spit-cat," cried Sammy, picking himself up. "I know you won't," Beth rejoined. "You daren't. You're afraid." "Who's afraid?" said Sammy, blustering. "Sammy Lee," said Beth.
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