“I have told you the truth,” he declared. “Whether or not you choose to believe it is up to you,” and he started to go on motioning Rex and Jack to follow him.
But he had taken but a step when one of the other breeds blocked his way.
“You no be in hurry, non,” he demanded.
“There’s where you’re wrong,” Bob replied his temper beginning to come to the surface. “We’re in a great hurry.”
“You go when we geet ready,” the man who had first spoken snapped.
“Well, what do you want?” Bob snapped back.
“We want know where you see man.”
“I’ve told you once that we’ve seen no one,” Bob replied.
The four breeds drew off to one side and began talking in low tones, making violent gesticulations with their arms.
“Think there’ll be any trouble?” Rex whispered, stepping close to Bob.