“Don’t give me any o’ yer sass!”
“Then don’t call me hard names.”
“I’ll do as I please. I ain’t ter be talked to by no boy!” howled Carrow.
“Did you catch the pigs?” questioned Bob, in a teasing manner.
“I’ll pig you!”
“How about that hot-bed? It must have cost a nice penny to put all that glass back.”
“Shut up!”
Carrow was in a fearful rage. He could not stand being chaffed.
“Say another word, an’ I’ll skin yer alive!” he roared.
“Another word,” returned Bob promptly, “You are on too good terms with yourself. Leave me alone, and I’ll leave you alone.”