The man instantly whipped out a long, wicked-looking knife.
“Then I slits your oozle!” he snarled.
“Slit away!” defiantly retorted the boy.
Spotted Dan broke into a hoarse laughter.
“What did I tell yer!” he cried. “I certain knowed how it would be.”
The masked man seized Dick and held the knife menacingly before his eyes.
“Will you do as I tell you?” he hissed.
“I will do as I choose,” retorted the nervy lad. “I don’t propose to write anything save what you order, but I will write it in my own way. If I can’t, then I won’t write at all.”
The man hesitated, then straightened up.
“Well, you sure has sand, or you’re the biggest fool for a kid I ever saw,” he declared. “Go ahead and write her out, and then I’ll examine her and see that she’s all right.”